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She's a schemer and she makes me bad |
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But I love her a lot those lonely nights |
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I was in a big room playing my things |
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Oh, I wish she were here she can be so kind |
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When she's not trying to hide |
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She tries not to love me but she knows she can |
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And why don't you come on back from way out west? |
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And love me, we can work out the rest |
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And why don't you come on back from way out west? |
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And love me, we can work out the rest |
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She thinks she's a mystery to all |
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But I know what's behind those eyes |
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Sometimes |
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I think she'll make me forget |
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What I need most to remember |
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And then I'll slip on back |
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Even if they say it's better |
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And why don't you come on back from way out west? |
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And love me, we can work out the rest |