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Pregnant Like A Woman
01:21
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Well I was walking to my door
I got stopped by neighbor
He said something that made me sad
He said something that made me mad
You look pregnant like a woman
When I look at your belly I'm wondering
Are you pregnant like a woman?
When I look at your belly I'm wondering
Well what goes around it come back around
I remember once when I was out of town
I asked a woman, when are you due?
That caused a really big hullabaloo
Well you look pregnant like a woman
When I look at your belly I'm wondering
Are you pregnant like a woman?
When I look at your belly I'm wondering
You looking pregnant like a woman
When I look at your belly I'm wondering
Are you pregnant?
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2. |
Free Time
02:09
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Everybody’s talking about free time
Well it seems that they don’t have much
I’d like to give them just a little of mine
Lately I’ve got more than I need
Well I would give a little up
For a little bit of your company
I wanna get bogged down
All tangled with you
Take you out on Friday
We can eat some Mexican food
Oh well here I am
All alone and blue
With nothing but free, free time
And no one to give it to
I guess my time ain’t worth too much
Look at my checks
It oughta be a crime
What they’re paying and what they’re getting
From a guy like me
I’m working hard oh well I don’t mind
I’d rather work for cheap
Than be bored in my free time
I wanna get bogged down
All tangled with you
Take you out on Saturday
Sunday lay around in the nude
Oh well here I am
All alone and blue
With nothing but free, free time
And no one to give it to
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3. |
R-H-Y-T-H-M
02:04
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Tammy Wynette knew how to spell D-I-V-O-R-C-E
And if you talk to Travis he’ll smell you some T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Even Garth and George Jones they went on a B, double E, double-R, U-N
So I decided I’d jump on this country music spelling trend
Well I got to thinking, I’ll tell you what,
Rhythm is a word that I always mess up
Spellchecker ain’t got no suggestions
And that’s when you know you’ve got it all wrong
So I’m gonna spell it in a song
This here’s my secret weapon
I’m gonna spell it for ya
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
Get rhythm!
Well that’s how you do it that’s how it goes
Spell a word in a song I suppose
Indeed I’ve cured my rhythm spelling blues
So I hope next time that you’re writing and typing
And you stumble on rhythm just as fast as lightning
You pull up this song, man, you could use it
I’m gonna spell it for ya
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
R-H-Y-T-H-M
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4. |
The Plan Be Damned
02:26
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Stuck in a rut
Jammed where I am
You got to move on
It’s the master plan
Well the plan be damned
The plan be damned
Oh the plan be damned
Sell it off
They’ll buy all they can
Cut it in half
It’s supply, demand
Well the plan be damned
The plan be damned
Oh the plan be damned
Tear it down
Haul it away
You better rebuild
Oh it’s better that way
Well the plan be damned
The plan be damned
Oh the plan be damned
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5. |
Never Learn
02:30
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They say practice it makes perfect
Well I’m not sure that that’s true
I keep making the same mistakes
No matter what I do
Over and over no matter which way it is I turn
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, I never learn
Like asking my woman
Did you take your meds?
Well you’d think that I’d know better
Instead of the many times I asked that one
And things they didn’t really go too well for me
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, I never learn
I never learn to put the toilet seat down
I never learn when the music’s up too loud
I never learn hot chicken can hurt me
I never learn, I never learn, I never learn
Skipping a meal
Before heading out to drink
Well the hangovers hurts worse
So you’d think I’d stop and think
About the consequences, oh yeah, the morning misery
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, I never learn
I never learn to apply sunscreen
I never learn the difference between red, brown and green
I’m colorblind, aw now, don’t you make fun
I never learn, I never learn, I never learn
Practice makes perfect
That ain’t true
I keep making the same mistakes
No matter what I do
Over and over no matter which way it is I turn
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, I never learn
If there’s one thing I’ve learned
I never learn
I never learn
I never learn
I never learn
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6. |
Put Your Mind On Me
02:39
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Life just keeps on slipping like water down the drain
Tension keeps on building like a Music City crane
Let it all go, let it all be
I’d like to take your mind off it and put your mind on me
I”d like to take your mind off it and put your mind on me
Well you really shouldn’t stress it girl I mean honestly
Let it all go you’ll feel much better you’ll see
‘Cause I can take your mind off it and put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Oh so overwhelmed like the Lower Broadway
You wanna slide in a car and just roll away
Well I’ve got my motor running you can come along baby
I’ll take your mind off it and put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
Put your mind on me
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Do you wanna go slow or take it faster?
You lookin’ for love, or is that not what you’re after?
Do you want all those extra kisses?
Or are you thinking let’s get down to business?
You wanna play it safe, you wanna take a chance?
Will you save me the last dance?
We could leave shortly thereafter
Do you wanna go slow, do you wanna take it faster?
Do you wanna go slow, you wanna take it faster?
You want it now or happily ever after
Well it’s really all up to you what are you into?
That’s exactly what we’ll do
I am cool with whatever you decide
We could hit it quick or I could spend the night
Is it easy love you wanna make it harder
I’m a fool for you you might be smarter
We could keep it smooth or it disaster
Do you wanna go slow, you wanna take it faster?
We could keep it smooth or it disaster
Do you wanna go slow… or take it faster?
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What’s the worst thing I ever did to you
Well it must have been cruel crushed your soul too
You’re getting your revenge yeah you’re carrying it through
Tell me what’s the worst thing I ever did to you
It’s not like I’ve been kickin’ your dog
Is it too much to ask that we have a little dialogue? Come on now
What’s the worst thing I ever did to you
Well it must have been cruel crushed your soul too
You’re getting your revenge yeah you’re carrying it through
Tell me what’s the worst thing I ever did to you
It’s not like I’ve been hookin’ up with your mom
Taking you on Jerry Springer just to drop the bomb
What’s the worst thing I ever did to you
Well it must have been cruel crushed your soul too
You’re getting your revenge carrying it through
Tell me what’s the worst thing I ever did to you
Well you take away money and you take away car
And you took the two kids and you took my heart
And I’m sitting at the bar and I'm wondering where you are?
You must be rolling down the road, you gonna make a new start (hey now)
I’m not saying that I ain’t done you bad
All I’m saying is think about what we did we have? (what did we have?)
What’s the worst thing I ever did to you
Well it must have been cruel crushed your soul too
You’re getting your revenge carrying it through
Tell me what’s the worst thing I ever did to you
What’s the worst thing I ever did to you?
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9. |
Washed Up, Never Was
02:22
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Just a washed up never was
The music biz passed just because
They didn’t hear a hit
He couldn't sing a lick
But it’s a damn good story
He drove a seventy-six Camaro car
Park the thing out front by the bar
Jump through the window
And put on a show
Those were some days of glory
Then he moved up to Nashville town
That's where he put his roots down
You’d catch him playing every Friday the 13th
That's when he published his own magazine
About adventures and his songs
Everyone sang along
And they made a few records
But his career never got off the ground
Only once did the band tour out of town
But he made some good friends
Yeah the party never ends
Even when you don’t win an award
If you're ever in Nashville town
You can find him on Friday the 13th every time that date rolls around...
He’s just a washed up never was
Music biz passed just because
They didn’t hear a hit
He couldn’t sing a lick
But it’s a damn good story
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10. |
August In Augusta
03:23
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He must’ve cussed ya like August in Augusta
To leave you crying in this bar tonight
I didn’t catch him, don’t matter I reckon
For what it’s worth I’ll just be on your side
Should we have a drink? A White Russian?
Gotta say I didn’t see that one coming
Do you wanna dance? Now ain’t we something
Look at us both starting with nothing
Every end of summer I always wonder
Did you find that someone to treat you right?
But I keep the memory and it always sends me
Back to that dive bar on that Tuesday night, when…
He must’ve cussed ya like August in Augusta
To leave you crying in that bar
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