| There’s so many reasons
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| A man will commit a crime
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| Frustration’s gnawin' at him
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| Twisting up his mind
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| He’s tickin' like a bomb
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| That may go off at any time
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| I’m not here to make excuses
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| I didn’t walk into it blind
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| It was plain old greed
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| Took something that wasn’t mine
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| It was the weakness for a woman
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| That made me step across the line
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| What made it so bad
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| Was that I had a woman of my own
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| And she never did wrong to me
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| Almost did her best to make our home
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| From these cheatin' seeds I planted
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| Some big-time grief has grown
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| There’s never been a man who’s lived a perfect life
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| I cut three hearts to pieces
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| Didn’t even use a knife
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| I didn’t have the common decency
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| To lay off my brother’s wife
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| (Saxophone solo)
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| (Guitar solo)
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| No they won’t put me in prison
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| I’ll be doing some hard time
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| Child supporting alimony
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| Taking my very last dime
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| I didn’t think about the damage
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| When I stepped across the line
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| (Cool guitar outro with screaming at the end!) |