| Flat out, laid me down
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| Like dough beneath a rolling pin
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| No, I never met the likes of her
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| I knew I never would again
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| Heart don’t fail me now
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| Don’t gimme' more than I can take
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| Flat out, laid me down
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| Enough to take my breath away
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| Ain’t set much aside
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| To put a roof above our heads
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| Made a little bit a' money mopping tar
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| All wadded up it beside the bed
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| We took the old Ranchero north
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| Wasn’t in the mood to wait
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| We said our vows in a Reno chapel
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| On a cold November day
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| Flat out, laid me down
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| Like dough beneath a rolling pin
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| No, I never met the likes of her
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| I knew I never would again
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| Heart don’t fail me now
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| Don’t gimme' more than I can take
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| Flat out, laid me down
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| Enough to take my breath away
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| She’s got her work cut out for sure
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| Aims to make a man of me
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| It takes a woman’s touch
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| To train a monkey how to wear a leash
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| But every night I get to come back home’s
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| Another that I’m truly blessed
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| I need no proof to show me where I stand
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| Or put her lovin' to the test
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| Flat out, laid me down
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| Like dough beneath a rolling pin
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| No, I never met the likes of her
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| I knew I never would again
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| Heart don’t fail me now
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| Don’t gimme' more than I can take
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| Flat out, laid me down
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| Enough to take my breath away |