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twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar, she's got in each and every kiss, you wouldn't know what i'm talking 'bout, if you never had a love like this, well, i don't mean to be frank with you all, it's a natural fact, good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now, well you can't argue with that, oh, oh, yeah, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, twenty-five pounds of tenderness, she got in each and every touch, twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman, 'cause i was the one running 'round town worrying too much, twenty-four pounds of sunday, that i can't see, yeah, and it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds, oh, i'm talking about a feline friend, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul, ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness, ninety-nine pounds of soul
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Artist: black crowes, the