| I don’t know why you can’t buy wine 'round here on Sundays
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| Or an ice cold beer at a college football game
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| I don’t know why at 18 Mama gave me a curfew
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| But it was, «Son, you’re under my roof, then you’re under my rules»
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| I guess it’s all a part of a bigger plan
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| But some of them I’ll never understand
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| But they got their reasons, just like you
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| When you walked out of my life when you didn’t have to
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| You send me reelin', there’s nothin' I can do
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| About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
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| So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I’m thinkin'
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| Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end
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| I got my reasons
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| I don’t know why them uptown guys sittin' three seats from me
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| Are raisin' 'em up just as fast as they can put 'em down
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| Or why that old timer wants the Yankees on the TV
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| And the barkeep keeps buyin' that one girl free rounds
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| But they got their reasons, just like you
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| When you walked out of my life when you didn’t have to
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| You send me reelin', there’s nothin' I can do
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| About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
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| So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I’m thinkin'
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| Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end
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| I got my reasons
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| Some are good and some are bad
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| Some are true and some are sad
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| Everyone’s got some but I need one
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| That brings you back
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| We all got our reasons, just like you
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| When you walked out of my life and you didn’t have to
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| You send me reelin', there’s nothin' I can do
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| About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two
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| So if you see me soaking in these thoughts I’m thinkin'
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| Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end
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| I got my reasons
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| Woah, I got my reasons
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| Yeah, I got my reasons |