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[ti:Achy Breaky Heart] |
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[ar:Billy Ray Cyrus] |
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You can tell the world you never was my girl |
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You can burn my clothes when I'm gone |
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Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been |
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And laugh and joke about me on the phone |
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You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone |
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You can tell my feet to hit the floor |
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Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips |
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They won't be reaching out for you no more |
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But don't tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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I just don't think it'd understand |
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And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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He might blow up and kill this man |
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You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas |
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Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg |
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Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lips |
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He never really liked me anyway |
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Oh tell your Aunt Louise,tell anything you please |
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Myself already knows that I'm okay |
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Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind |
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It might be walking out on me today |
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But don't tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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I just don't think it'd understand |
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And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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He might blow up and kill this man |
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But don't tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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I just don't think it'd understand |
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And if you tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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He might blow up and kill this man |
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Don't tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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He might blow up and kill this man |
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Don't tell my heart,my achy breaky heart |
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He might blow up and kill this man |
