| We were playin' out in Vegas when this lady pressed her way up to the stage
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| I forgot what I was singin' when she met me with her meet-me-later gaze
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| When she threw it on my mic stand I figured they were probably double-D's
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| That might make for a good story man
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| But that don’t make it easy lovin' me
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| One time I met one of my heroes and he made me feel real good that I was there
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| 'Cause whatever he was smokin' man it had me spinnin' circles in my chair
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| I fell asleep on his bus in Texas but I woke up in Memphis, Tennessee
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| That might make for a good story man
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| But that don’t make it easy lovin' me
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| But I got a woman
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| Let me tell you that she’s somethin'
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| You won’t catch me doin' nothin'
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| To ever make her wanna leave
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| She knows how much I love her man
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| But that don’t make it easy lovin' me
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| When you’re livin' on a bus and you fill it up with a bunch of real good timin'
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| boys
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| Mix in applause and alcohol and honky tonks you know we’re bound to make some
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| noise
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| But this rake-and-ramblin' life helps me write the kind of songs I wanna sing
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| 'Cause it makes for real good stories man
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| But that don’t make it easy lovin' me
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| Yeah she knows how much I love her man
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| But that don’t make it easy lovin' me |