| One in Louisiana
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| One who travels around
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| One of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town
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| I am not their main concern
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| They are lonely too
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| I am just an arrow passing through
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| When they look into my eyes
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| I know what to do
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| I make sure the words I say are true
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| When they send me off at dawn
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| Pay the driver my fare
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| They know I am goin' down somewhere
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| O the married men
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| The married men
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| Never would have had a good time again
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| If it wasn’t for the married men
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| One says he’ll come after me
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| Another one’ll drop me a line
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| One says all o' my agony is in my mind
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| They know what is wrong with me
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| None of 'em wants my hand
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| Soloin' in my traveling wedding band
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| O the married men
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| The married men
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| Makes me feel like a girl again
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| To run with the married men
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| One of 'ems got a little boy
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| Other one he’s got two
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| One of 'ems wife is one week overdue
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| I know these girls they don’t like me
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| But I am just like them
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| Pickin' a crazy apple off a stem
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| Givin' it to the married men
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| The married men
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| All o' that time in hell to spend
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| For kissin' the married men |