| HOO
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| I ain’t no man, go back to the king
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| Tied up my suitcase, gonna see what trouble brings
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| All the sheep are black, said I ain’t convinced
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| Took a trip to
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| the smoke
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| , and she hasn’t been back since. |
| HOO
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| Barely dressed, looking for love along
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| the plateau
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| The girls are young, a little dumb and they’re going it alone
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| My boys it’s all the same tonight, you’ve got to make a choice
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| No need to serenade her now, don’t waste that pretty voice
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| Yea but this is life we’re living
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| Life ain’t always 'bout forgiving
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| She’s my lady in a summer dress
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| This is life we’re living
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| Life ain’t always bout forgiving
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| Up and to the station, I took her on back home
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| I hadn’t seen the bed in months but, I hadn’t been alone
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| I got pulled over, whiskey at my feet
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| Bumped it to the hospital, blood came pouring out of me. |
| HOO
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| Yea but this is life we’re living
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| Life ain’t always 'bout forgiving
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| She’s my lady in a summer dress
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| The last thing that you’ll see
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| She come looking for me
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| She come looking for me
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| She gonna find me on the floor
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| She’ll find me on the floor
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| And this is life we’re living
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| Life ain’t always 'bout forgiving
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| She’s my lady in a summer dress
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| She’ll find me on the floor |