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Honey Baby circa WWII Lift your head and hold it high, honey Lift your head and hold it high, baby Lift your head and hold it high The Fifth Marines are passing by, honey, baby mine. I don't want a B.A.R., honey I don't want a B.A.R., baby I don't want a B.A.R. I'll get me a babe with a candy bar, honey, baby mine. The Captain's got a heavy pack, honey The Captain's got a heavy pack, baby The Captain's got a heavy pack Oh, Lord I hope it breaks his back, honey, baby mine. Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve, honey Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve, baby Don't want hashmarks on my sleeve All I want's a ten year leave, honey, baby mine. You don't have to call me Sarge, honey You don't have to call me Sarge, baby You don't have to call me Sarge All I want's a quick discharge, honey, baby mine. The WACS and WAVES will win the war, honey The WACS and WAVES will win the war, baby The WACS and WAVES will win the war So what the heck are we marching for, honey, baby mine. Lift your head and hold it high, honey Lift your head and hold it high, baby Lift your head and hold it high The Fifth Marines are passing by, honey, baby mine.
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