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All of this screamin' |
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Ain't gettin' us nowhere tonight |
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You're dead set on leavin' |
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Both of us tired of the same old fight |
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Your drawers are empty, your closet too |
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Your lips are ready to say we're through |
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But how 'bout you don't slam that door |
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Call it quits, throw your suitcase in that old Ford? |
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Back the car out, make that right |
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Hit the highway, say goodbye |
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How 'bout you don't? |
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I wanna be a changed man |
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Yeah, I'm gonna do the right thing now |
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I know I lose my temper |
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That's when everything goes south |
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You do too, you known that it's true |
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But walking out ain't the thing to do |
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So how 'bout you don't slam that door? |
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Call it quits, throw your suitcase in that old Ford |
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Back the car out, make that right |
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Hit the highway, say goodbye |
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How 'bout you don't? |
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Please don't say that it's over |
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How 'bout you don't, don't even move? |
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Let me hold you, show you that I still love you |
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Let's just try one more time |
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There ain't no good in saying goodbye |
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So how 'bout you don't? |
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So how 'bout you don't? |
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How 'bout you don't? |
