| Till death do us part
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| Is what she told that preacher man
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| Now she says this ain’t worth dying for
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| She’s had all she can’t stand
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| She’s boxed up momma’s china
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| It’s loaded on the truck
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| She’s just got started packing
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| And I’m thinking this could suck
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| Now, there goes my Lay-Z Boy
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| And my flat top guitar
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| Here comes her big sister
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| What’s she doing in my car?
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| As they drive off to the city
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| I just waved
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| From the top of my lungs
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| I hope she heard me say
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| You ain’t leaving, thank God are ya
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| You can’t be gone fast enough
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| What seemed to take a lifetime
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| Just left in a cloud of dust
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| This’ll make my girlfriend happy
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| She’s the one that never thought you would
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| You ain’t leaving, thank God are ya
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| Let us pray you’re gone for good
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| She forgot her new laptop
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| So I know she’ll be back
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| I’ll have a hot tub full of hotties
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| Icing down a 24-pack
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| She’ll cuss me like a sailor
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| But I don’t care
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| I’ll have a few choice words
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| When I come up for air
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| You ain’t leaving, thank God are ya
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| You can’t be gone fast enough
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| And what seemed to take a lifetime
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| Just left in a cloud of dust
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| This’ll make my girlfriend happy
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| She’s the one that never thought you would
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| You ain’t leaving, thank God are ya
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| Let us pray you’re gone for good
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| You ain’t leaving, thank God are ya
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| Let us pray you’re gone for good
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| Adios! |