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Don't you think about America, bay bay baby?
I went to a party Saturday night
Oh, I receive such a helluva shock
A helluva shock
Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more
Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more
Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more
Can you believe that?
I'll never believe you
Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more
Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more
Git up, git up on your good girl
Git up, git up on your good girl
Git up, git up on your good girl
Git up, git up on your good girl
You gotta help me baby
You gotta help me mama
You gotta tell me when I'm sad
Git up, git up on yourself girl
Git up, git up on yourself, baby
Git up, git up on yourself
This is the ballad of Carrie-Ann's party
This is the ballad of Carrie-Ann's party
Don't you think about America, bay bay baby?   I went to a party Saturday night   Oh, I receive such a helluva shock   A helluva shock   Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more   Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more   Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more   Can you believe that?   I'll never believe you   Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more   Carrie-Ann doesn't love me know more   Git up, git up on your good girl   Git up, git up on your good girl   Git up, git up on your good girl   Git up, git up on your good girl   You gotta help me baby   You gotta help me mama   You gotta tell me when I'm sad   Git up, git up on yourself girl   Git up, git up on yourself, baby   Git up, git up on yourself   This is the ballad of Carrie-Ann's party   This is the ballad of Carrie-Ann's party