| I could have loved her, but she would change her mind
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| I couldn’t leave her 'cause when her sweet face shined
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| I could believe in all her dreams and lies
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| But I could not leave those crazy eyes
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| Her clothes just suit her, there’s no one cuter
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| But watch your step 'cause she’s a real straight shooter
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| She’s got a string of broken hearted guys
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| That just could not leave those crazy eyes
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| Now you hear about all those guys that hang around in bars
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| Weepin' and moanin' about the gal that got away
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| Moanin' the blues to soft guitars
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| Wonderin' what time the bars gonna close and
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| How much longer in their lives they’re gonna have to pay
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| 'Cause someone smacks you with a thousand highs
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| And just attracts you, hardly even tries
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| That’s why I know I won the sweetest prize
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| When I found love in those crazy eyes
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| Now you hear about all those guys that hang around in bars
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| Weepin' and moanin' about the gal that got away
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| Moanin' the blues to soft guitars
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| Wonderin' what time the bars gonna close and
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| How much longer in their lives they’re gonna have to pay
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| When someone smacks you with a thousand highs
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| And just attracts you, hardly even tries
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| That’s why I know I won the sweetest prize
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| When I found love in those crazy eyes
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| When I found love in those crazy, crazy eyes |