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Food's on the table and the coffee's getting cold |
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And I haven't eaten since |
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I don't know when |
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My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song |
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And I'm tearing down the highway again |
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There's a little hideaway |
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Where my baby waits for me |
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In a little cozy booth by the door |
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I looked all around but my baby had gone |
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She just couldn't wait anymore |
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My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song |
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About a girl that's done me wrong |
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My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs |
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So come on honey sing along |
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It's a Tennessee tradition |
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To loose your inhibition |
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So check your attitude by the door |
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And hear this little tune that |
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I wrote this afternoon |
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And I won't bother you anymore |
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My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song |
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About a girl that's done me wrong |
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My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs |
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So come on honey sing along |
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My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song |
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About a girl that's done me wrong |
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My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs |
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So come on honey sing along8-track |
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My 8-track player of love |
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My 8-track player of love |
