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    It Tickles

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    It Tickles
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      About "It Tickles"

      Lyrics for Buck Owens - "It Tickles"

      Well, when I was a growin' up, I was a pip, I growed me a mustache on my lip.
      It wasn't very sticky, mostly fuzz I thought; I'd give all the girls a buzz.
      I got real sweet on a Nellie Wills. I drove that country girl back in the hills.
      I asked her once if I could give her a peck,
      She said: "If you can beat me to the old hay stack."
      Well I beat her there and I hugged her tight. I turned loose all of my dynamite.
      I swear my kiss was a pretty lush, she smiled real big and begin to blush.
      (It tickles, it tickles, I like it but it sure feels funny.) It's a ticklin' me.
      Well, I got me a name in the neighborhood; the girls all liked me, I knew they would.
      I let it grow for a month or two just to see what I could do.
      There was a girl named Fanny Smith, told me she didn't like to kiss.
      I caught her off guard and I didn't miss. (I didn't know it would feel like this.)
      Well her eyes bugged out and her face turned white;
      She helped me out with all of her might.
      I swear it took her breath away, she giggled and I heard her say:
      (It tickles, it tickles, I like it but it sure feels funny.) It's a ticklin' me.

      Well, now I guess I pert'near run 'em wild, they all went crazy over my style;
      Said I was the best around, the kissinest man they'd ever found.
      The good ol' days are here again, I used to do it and I still can.
      Said a widder that I know, (I guess you'll never get too old.)
      Well, I guess I've got that ol' know how, you ought to see me in action now.
      My kiss has still got that ol' zing, the widder said, I ain't lost a thing.
      (It tickles, it tickles, I feel just like I'm numb again.) It's a ticklin' me.

      SONGWRITERS:
      Collins, Wanda / Collins, Tommy
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