| I tear the shrink wrap off,
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| And put the needle down,
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| Fill my bedroom up with a Cash song,
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| And crank it up loud,
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| Because it makes me feel good,
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| Got the pedal pecked hard,
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| And the Mustang drive,
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| Horses screamin' at me,
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| Momma prayin' that I’ll make it home alive,
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| But it makes me feel good,
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| Like sneakin’out late,
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| Tellin’white lies,
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| Stealin' one more kiss tonight.
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| I try my best to behave,
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| And I can’t help feelin' this way,
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| It’s not my fault so don’t blame me,
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| 'Cause love makes me And is it some kind of fiction?
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| Or the sweetest addiction?
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| Sowhat if I’m crazy,
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| 'Cause love makes me do it,
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| Love makes me do it,
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| Yes it does.
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| Well it don’t take much,
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| I’m a sucker for the little things,
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| Like the touch on my hand,
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| And the sweet way she leans into me,
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| Yeah, it makes me feel good,
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| Yeah, it’s a buzz how much I’m into this,
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| No I can’t get enough,
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| Gotta have more than just one kiss
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| 'Cause it feels so good,
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| Yeah, watchin' her sleep, Stayin up all night,
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| Ridin' this heavenly high.
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| I try my best to behave,
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| And I can’t help feelin' this way,
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| It’s not my fault so don’t blame me,
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| 'Cause love makes me And is it some kind of fiction?
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| Or the sweetest addiction?
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| So what if I’m crazy,
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| 'Cause love makes me do it,
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| Oh! |
| Love makes me do it.
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| I love so hard you think I’m stupid,
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| But it’s a fight that I don’t mind losin',
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| I try my best to behave,
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| And I can’t help feelin' this way,
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| It’s not my fault so don’t blame me,
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| 'Cause love makes me And is it some kind of fiction?
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| Or the sweetest addiction?
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| Sowhat if I’m crazy,
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| 'Cause love makes me do it,
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| I try my best to behave,
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| And I can’t help feelin' this way,
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| It’s not my fault so don’t blame me,
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| 'Cause love makes me And is it some kind of fiction?
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| Or the sweetest addiction?
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| So what if I’m crazy,
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| 'Cause love makes me do it. |