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Beneath this neon haze here in this honky tonk |
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I tell everyone who'll listen I don't miss her being gone |
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I've got a big smile on my face that's all they see |
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Guess there ain't no limit to what some people will believe |
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I say I've burned her memory |
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But I'm just blowin' smoke |
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There's embers in the ashes |
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That haven't yet grown cold |
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In the darkness here I hide a tear |
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Hoping it don't sho |
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Well I say I burned her memory but I know |
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I'm just blowin' smoke |
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I don't want to face the truth that I'm still in love with her |
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So I tell 'em she's just history as far as I'm concerned |
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Got over her the minute that she walked out the door |
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I just look 'em in the eye and lie that's what honky-tonks are for |
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I can fool 'em one I can fool 'em all |
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I play the part so well |
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I'd give all I ever owned |
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If I could only fool myself |