Yeah, I swore off love
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I swore off women
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Devoted my life to huntin' and fishin'
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I'd never be anybody else's lovesick fool
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It ain't cool
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I spend all my spare time Fixin' up
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That old rusted up pick-up truck
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In no time at all I'd have it lookin' like brand new
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Then you
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Flip the switch on my doomaflatchie Played my piano like Liberace
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I let down my guard
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And my heart was as good as gone
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So long
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Yeah, you cranked my tractor
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Ya flick my bic
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Woman you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
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Can't explain how ya done it
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But, honey, you turn me on
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You done all the takin'
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I done all the givin'
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I threw up my hands, said "The heck with it"
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I shut down my heart
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Locked it up and pulled the fuse
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Before it blew
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All my emotions were disconnected
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No sign of a spark Could be detected
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I had nobody So I had nothing to lose
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Then you
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Flip the switch on my doomaflatchie Played my piano like Liberace
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I let down my guard
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And my heart was as good as gone
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So long
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Yeah, you cranked my tractor
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Ya flick my Bic
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Woman you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
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Can't explain how ya done it
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But, honey, you turn me on
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Yeah, ya crank my tractor
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Ya flick my Bic
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Woman you tripped the trigger on my thingamajig
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Can't explain how ya done it
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But, honey, you turn me on
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You Turn Me On
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| Tim McGraw |
