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That Left A Mark


Free

 

No , no .... you can’t get free.

Those words creeped out of me .

Bags were packed car warmed up .

Left the Army shirt that she said reminded her of me .

Insult to Injury .

 

Little things hurt the most .

That shirts a threadbare ghost .

Tied up don’t know what to do .

Keep it or throw it out .

Which ones the other shoe ?

Her voice echoed ... up ta you .

 

Little things that hurt the most . 

Little things can’t let go.

Monkey wrench in my spokes .

All my friends and their jokes .

Black panties in a ball .

I’d hate to check under that bed ..

 

There was a time I did not care:

Then my heart I tried to share .

That seemed to go ok .

Should’ve left my thoughts for a different day .

The real me was maybe just too much .

 

I’m a little crazy but far from mean.

There’s much worse on tv .

Charismatic devil ... that just ain’t me .

My thoughts are mine , I shouldn’t set them free .

No one but  my stylist can get me .

 

Little things that hurt the most . 

Little things can’t let go.

Monkey wrench in my spokes .

All my friends and their jokes .

Black panties in a ball .

I’d hate to check under that bed ..

 

 

Going out with 500 bucks .

My best fake cowpoke duds .

My daddy’s buckle from 63

Chain smoke my misery 

Gonna wake up and have a look :

Find out just what I took .

 

The pants and shirt are a little tight .

She left some spanks ... that’s alright .

Gonna have to sit to pee.

I’ve been in worse misery .

Looking this good don’t come free.

 

It ain’t worth it yet so I wrote this song .

Called a girl who’d go all night long .

She’d want more than I could give .

What the hell a mans gotta live .

 

Little things that hurt the most . 

Little things can’t let go.

Monkey wrench in my spokes .

All my friends and their jokes .

Black panties in a ball .

I’d hate to check under that bed ..

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