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Hung
04:50
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Here you come knocking on my back door
Crawling on your hands and knees and begging for more
Don’t you know I wish that I could hold you near
Grab you by your hand a kiss and call you dear
Takes all I got to keep your heart at bay
Drinking all night to wash the taste away
A love like that won’t disappear
Pull you tight and whisper in your ear
Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung
Casting out the ghosts with all the pills I take
Memories of you and me won’t seem to fade
When I try to find her to up and break
I crash and burn at the same damn place
Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung
Casting out the ghosts with all the pills I take
Memories of you won’t seem to fade
When I go and find her try to up and break
I crash and burn at the same damn place
Umm hmm, you got me hung
Umm hmm, this web you’ve spun
Umm hmm, you got me hung
You got me hung
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Revenge
04:20
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I’m so happy since you left me, nothing seems to get me down
Even gray skies, won’t wet my eyes, the sun just follows me around
And I bet you’re used to girls that fall apart
And you think I’m just another broken heart
And I bet you think I’m crazy, crying by my phone, hoping that you’d call
But I’ve been going out with your best friend
Not just one but both of them
I called the cops about your stash of weed
And I doubled it, thanks for the key
I’m not the girl, who cries a river when it ends
I get revenge
All my friends were, oh so worried, telling me I was a fool
You just laughed off your reputation, said that none of it was true
And I know you’re used to girls with starry eyes
You don’t see with every word comes fifty lies
And you make them crazy, crying hoping that you call
Oh but you don’t call
Cause I’ve been going out with your best friend
Not just one but all of them
Then I called the cops about your stash of weed
I doubled it, thanks for the key
I’m not the girl that cries a river when it ends
I get in touch with all the girls you’ve been seeing on the side
We laugh about your body parts, all you’re worn out lies
We sit around together getting drunk and making friends, well
Just when you start thinking, your suffering would end
We sent those dirty pictures to your mom
Wrote your number in every truck stop bathroom stall
And we trashed your house, cause we all got keys
We drank all the whiskey then smoked all the weed
We’re not the girls that cry a river when it ends
We’re not the girls that cry a river when it ends
We’re not the girls that cry a river when it ends
We get revenge
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3. |
Afterglow
05:24
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The mood is right and here we are
Now that everyone is leaving, I’ll walk you to your car
We know our synergy is in overload
She said you know my place, is just right down the road
After drinks music and laughs, we made love
So deep and passionate, felt it’s from up above
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Morning light now shines on your face
There’s nowhere I’d rather be than in this place
Seems like a fantasy as we chill all day
We need to do this again somehow someway
Watching the sun go down with you, feels good to me
Billows of auburn clouds in the sky, we’re feeling free
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
I must be going but I don’t want to leave
It’s one of those fly days, one-of-a-kind, a classic memory
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
Just caught in the afterglow of you
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Home
03:45
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When I get home, I really love my country mile
And I’ve been gone for quite awhile
I can’t wait to see you smile when I get home
When I get home, my daughter outside and she’s spinning
In her sundress just a grinning
She gives me butterfly kisses when I get home
When I get Home
When I get home, my son is playing on his horn
Next door another babys born
A big flower peace sign on the lawn, when I get home
When I get home, what a reunion that will be
All of my family to see
The hugs from home I get for free, when I get home
When I get Home
When I get home, I hope you have a celebration
With tears of joy on every face and
You’ll see me in my lord’s grace when I get home
When I get home, I really love my country mile
And I’ve been gone for quite awhile
I can’t wait to see you smile when I get home
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Chubby Knuckle Choir Texas
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hailing from Central Texas offers such an experience. Their style ranges from Americana to R&B or in a term Acid Funk-Soulgrass.
With thoughtfully crafted tunes and lyrics that catch you off guard, the band delivers quality entertainment without any pretense.
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