(Intro) 
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I fell in love in the portapotty line 
 
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In the parking lot of some show. 
 
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She was dancing round, clutching herself. 
 
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She was waiting for her turn to go.  
 
(Verse 1) 
 
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Her dreadlocks swung down like those shiny golden chains, 
 
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and she looked to be strong and brave. 
 
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My nose was filled with the bouquet of petula oil. 
 
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It looks like that she had never shaved. 
 
(Verse 2) 
 
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Well I knew right away that I was in love. 
 
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That she was the one for me. 
 
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Well I could not tell if she felt the same way, 
 
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But I know that she had to pee. 
 
(Chorus) 
 
(Break) 
 
(Verse 3) 
 
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The sunlight shone bright through the sundress she wore, 
 
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and reflected off the ring in her nose. 
 
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Her ankle bells jingled as she danced around 
 
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I felt proud of the line I had chose. 
 
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Then all of a sudden she could not take it no more 
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on that portapotty she wailed and she banged. 
 
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And as she started tipping it back and forth, 
 
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Well I just raised my head and I sang. 
 
(Chorus) 
 
(Break) 
 
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That pretty little vacant sign showed her face, 
 
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as she flew right in like peter pan. 
 
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I wanted to be there when she was done, 
 
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so I went and I peed behind the van. 
 
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Well I did not realize just how much had been drunk. 
 
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I stood there for the length of the song. 
 
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Well I zipped up, went back to that portapotty 
 
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my sweet little lover was gone. 
 
(Chorus) 
(Chorus) 
 
G                      C 
She was dancing round, clutching herself. 
 
        G           D           G 
She was waiting for her turn to go. 
 
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