I got you under my skin a long time ago: Just a little tattoo to let the world know That there'd never be no one for me but you. But you turned out to be a bad heartache, And I found someone to take your place. Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
Well, it won't wash off or fade away, And I'm stuck with you till my dying day. It's just a picture of a girl in her birthday suit, With her cowboy hat and her cowboy boots. I can go to the man, and have him erase, Or have him put a moustache on your face. Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
When my baby sees you, she starts to cry. When I tell her I love her, she says it's a lie, 'Cause she thinks you're the one that I'm dreamin' of. Then she gets mad at me and pounds on you Until my arm turns black and blue. Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
It won't leave me like you did. Now, what am I gonna do with your tattoo?
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