| Well they say that opposites attract…
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| I can see it now as I look back
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| You like Kenny G, I love Johnny Cash
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| We’d bark an' hiss like dogs and cats
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| But the thing that ticked me off the most
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| Was how he beat his chest, brag an' boast
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| Each time we had a difference of opinion
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| Well, he liked the covers pulled down, an' I didn’t
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| He thought I should lose a few pounds, an' I didn’t
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| What fin’lly tore our love apart was a matter of religion…
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| He thought he was God an' I didn’t
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| Well, it was more than just a lover’s spat
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| In the civil war of the thermer stack
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| He go on an' on like a maniac
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| Goin' back an' forth and forth an' back
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| I can see him now with his cocky smirk
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| Shoulda known right then that it wouldn’t work
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| Standin' there, pushin' all my buttons
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| Well, he liked the toilet seat up an' I didn’t
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| He thought I should be a C cup an' I didn’t
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| What fin’lly tore our love apart was a matter of religion…
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| He thought he was God an' I didn’t
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| He really thought he was the man
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| Who held my world in his hand
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| If he ever comes down from that cloud he’s sittin' on… |
| Hallelujah, brothers and sisters, I’ll be gone
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| (Instrumental Break)
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| What fin’lly tore our love apart was a matter of religion…
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| Yeah, he thought he was God
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| He really liked himself a lot;
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| Yeah, he thought he was God an' I didn’t
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| Uh ha ha, hell, no!
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| Well, here we are halfway through the Trick Pony record
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| An' I am standin' here right now with the legendary George Jones
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| Now George, how do you like the record so far?
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| Well, I ain’t even heard the dang thing yet
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| Ha, ha, well, there you go folks, he loves it! |