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WITH ME
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Baby there's something I've got to tell you, you're looking awfully good tonight.
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And if this glass has anything to do with inhibitions
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I'll come right out and tell you you're a sight. For these poor eyes, I'll cut the lies and playing hard to get.
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I'll stop and pray that you will stay and that I'll have no regrets.
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Look in this face I'll give you grace if you haven't understood yet.
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You don't have t go home if you will stay with me tonight.
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Now with the iron nerve of ten thousand seasoned soldiers,
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a conversation I move to strike.
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But as my mouth moves to make these first advances
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my breath gets caught up in mid flight.
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My face is red
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I hang my head
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I'm awe-inspired by your every move,
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I start to swoon,
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oh God I think I'll cry.
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Look in this face,
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please give me grace,
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allow me to tell you why.
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You don't have to go home if you will stay with me tonight.
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Well I got myself a hand on a bottle.
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And I know just what that means
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cause, just like you it ain't easy to swallow
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and I fight off all that it brings.
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Well, I can lie to myself and deny it.
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But that ain't nothing new to you.
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Here's my story for you to analyze. My book is open to you.
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And you don't have to go home if you will stay with me tonight.
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WITH ME
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| Jennifer Nettles Band |
