| I knew it would happen to my money honey
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| Gone with the week, you little little drinking, had a bity party
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| It went down with that tonic water
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| Became a pain for Sunday afternoon
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| And I know what happened to the promise you made
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| As Monday came with the snow cold rain and you never did call me
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| So I took my teardrops into town
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| Track you down the hill and straight from you
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| Where did your love go?
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| When did you lose it?
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| Did you even want my heart?
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| Or just some other part?
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| So you can use it
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| Now here we are sitting in your pickup truck
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| And you won’t say nothing, you son of a buck
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| You’re just staring out the window
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| Where did your love go?
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| I know what happened to my innocence
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| It flew off in that summer wind when I laid down with you
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| And I gave to you the one pure thing
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| A girl can bring in her first lovers' dream
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| And I know what happened to the dandelion
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| Ring you tied on my wrist and now you forgot that, didn’t you?
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| Well it’s pressed inside a little pink bible
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| I got graduate in summer school
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| Where did your love go?
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| When did you lose it?
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| Did you even want my heart?
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| Or just some other part?
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| So you can use it
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| Now here we are sitting in your pickup truck
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| And you won’t say nothing, you son of a buck
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| You’re just staring out the window
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| Where did your love go?
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| Where did your love go?
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| Where did your love go?
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| Where did your love go? |