| 歌曲 | You Know Me Better Than That (Album Version) |
| 歌手 | George Strait |
| 专辑 | 50 Number Ones |
| Written：Tony Haselden/Anna Lisa Graham | |
| Baby, since you left me, there's somebody new, | |
| She thinks I'm perfect, I swear, | |
| She likes my body, my class and my charm. | |
| She says I've got a confident aire. | |
| She respects my ambition, thinks I'm talented too, | |
| But she's in love with an image time is bound to see through. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Oh, you know me better than that, | |
| You know the me that gets lazy and fat. | |
| How moody I can be, all my insecurities. | |
| You've seen me lose all my charm, | |
| You know I was raised on a farm. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I'm perfect, | |
| And that I love her cat, | |
| But you know me better than that. | |
| I miss picnics and blue jeans and buckets of beer, | |
| Now it's ballet and symphony hall; | |
| I'm into culture, clean up to my ears, | |
| It's like wearin' a shoe that's too small. | |
| Oh, I caught her with an issue of Brides magazine, | |
| Starin' at dresses and pickin' out rings. | |
| Chorus: | |
| But you know me better than that, | |
| You know the me that gets lazy and fat. | |
| How moody I can be, all my insecurities. | |
| You've seen me lose all my charm, | |
| You know I was raised on a farm. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I'm perfect, | |
| And that I love her cat, | |
| But you know me better than that. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I'm perfect, | |
| And that I love that cat, | |
| Oh, but you know me better than that... |
| Written: Tony Haselden Anna Lisa Graham | |
| Baby, since you left me, there' s somebody new, | |
| She thinks I' m perfect, I swear, | |
| She likes my body, my class and my charm. | |
| She says I' ve got a confident aire. | |
| She respects my ambition, thinks I' m talented too, | |
| But she' s in love with an image time is bound to see through. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Oh, you know me better than that, | |
| You know the me that gets lazy and fat. | |
| How moody I can be, all my insecurities. | |
| You' ve seen me lose all my charm, | |
| You know I was raised on a farm. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I' m perfect, | |
| And that I love her cat, | |
| But you know me better than that. | |
| I miss picnics and blue jeans and buckets of beer, | |
| Now it' s ballet and symphony hall | |
| I' m into culture, clean up to my ears, | |
| It' s like wearin' a shoe that' s too small. | |
| Oh, I caught her with an issue of Brides magazine, | |
| Starin' at dresses and pickin' out rings. | |
| Chorus: | |
| But you know me better than that, | |
| You know the me that gets lazy and fat. | |
| How moody I can be, all my insecurities. | |
| You' ve seen me lose all my charm, | |
| You know I was raised on a farm. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I' m perfect, | |
| And that I love her cat, | |
| But you know me better than that. | |
| Oh, she tells her friends I' m perfect, | |
| And that I love that cat, | |
| Oh, but you know me better than that... |