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(Rodney Crowell) |
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In this modern world we're livin' in |
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The rules ain't like they've ever been |
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Speakin' of spreading it thin |
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That's what you do, flashing your soul |
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That ain't no way to treat your lover |
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Ain't no way to act with feelings |
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Baby, better start turnin' 'em down |
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Now it's a brave new wave we're roarin' in |
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Hanging out, out on the rock'n'roll fringe |
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Speaking of running around |
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All over town, lettin' it show |
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That ain't no way to treat your lover |
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Ain't no way to act in public |
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Baby, you better start turnin' 'em down |
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Start to sturnin' down |
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Sire is clear ain't nothin' easy any more |
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Sure gets cloudy when I look in all directions |
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Sure is rainin' like this feeling in my heart |
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Sure is crazy how you're acting |
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In this latest craze or current trent |
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Burnin' money every way that you can |
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Speakin' of going for broke |
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That's how it is and lettin' it show |
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That ain't no way to treat your lover |
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Ain't no way to act with strangers |
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Baby, you better start turnin' 'em down |
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Start to turnin' down |
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Baby, better start turnin' |
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Baby, better start turnin' |
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Baby, better start turnin' 'em down |