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Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene. Oh, I'm begging of you please don't take my man. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene. Oh, please don't take him just because you can. I'm feeling bad that you heard me say the F-word. Your beauty is beyond compare, with flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald green. I can hear her telling me, she said that when I was here. Your smile is like a breath of spring, your voice is soft like summer rain, and I cannot compete with you, Jolene. And he talks about you in his sleep, there's nothing I can do to keep from crying, when he calls your name, Jolene.
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