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The honeymoon's over |
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And the love's gone sour |
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Her nagging has got you down |
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But you picked the |
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Wrong way to deal with it |
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You chose to slap her around |
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When you exchanged your |
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Wedding vows, nobody said"You may now fist the bride" |
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Now that the little woman |
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Went and got her gun |
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The love ain't all that died{ |
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Chorus}:Jealousy |
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She knows you can't live without it |
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The bullet's speed |
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Cutting right through all your bullshit |
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Wedded bliss |
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Began for her, when the bullets hit |
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Sixteen rounds, in case she missed |
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Sealed with a fist |
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When she took your hand in marriage |
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It didn't mean right across the face |
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Small woman, big man |
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It takes alot of guts |
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You're just a pussy in the first place |
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But now that your wedding chamber's |
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The one the bullet's in |
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Brave man, look at you, not so tough |
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When the hammer's cockin'{ |
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Chorus}~ Solo - |
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Hunolt ~~ |
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Solo - Holt ~ |
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The little woman had all the shit |
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That she could take |
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Her intuition said, "Lock and load" |
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He-man, what's your plan |
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To get out of this, she's gonna |
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Fill your ass with bullet holes |
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Guess who's bigger |
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When she's squeezing the trigger |
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I got news, it isn't you |
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When they carry your body out |
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Over the threshold |
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You'll wish you never said |
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I do{Chorus} |
