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Maphis-Hidler-Lee |
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A home and little children mean nothing to you |
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A house filled with love and a husband that's true |
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You'd rather have a drink with the first guy you meet |
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And the only home you know is the club down the street. |
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Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music |
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It's the only kind of life you'll ever understand |
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Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music |
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You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man. |
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A drinkin' and dancin' to a honky-tonk band |
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Is the only kind of life you'LL ever understand |
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Go on and have your fun you think you've played it smart |
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I'm sorry for you and your honky-tonk heart. |
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Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music |
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It's the only kind of life you'll ever understand |
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Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music |
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You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man |
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You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man. |