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I guess you think it's fun |
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To laugh at her expense |
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And point out each mistake she makes |
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I front of all your friends |
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You figure she'll let it go by |
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Cause she loves you so |
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But, you know |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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She slips a little farther away |
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Each time that you put her down |
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A lady like that can come here and get |
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Somebody who knows what he's found |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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It's hard to bite my lip |
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But, I ain't saying a word |
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I give you all the rope to hang yourself |
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That you deserve |
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You might be ahead of me in her heart today |
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But, that's okay |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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She slips a little farther away |
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Each time that you put her down |
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A lady like that can come here and get |
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Somebody who knows what he's found |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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She slips a little farther away |
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Each time that you put her down |
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A lady like that can come here and get |
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Somebody who knows what he's found |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |
|
She slips a little farther away |
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Each time that you put her down |
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A lady like that can come here and get |
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Somebody who knows what he's found |
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Every time you throw dirt on her |
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You loose a little ground |