<< She's Got The Rhythm (And I Got The Blues) >>
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--- Alan Jackson
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This old bar stools feeling higher
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As a started sinking lower
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The minute that she waltzed right through that door
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Not long ago I held her
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Like a fool I went and left her
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Now she's with somebody else out on that floor
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And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues
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And she's showing me how much I had to lose
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With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
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She's got the rhythm and I got the blues
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Well that music's gettin' louder
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As my heart keeps beatin' faster
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As she spells out regret in perfect time
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Well I thought I wanted freedom
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But that ball and chain I needed
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'Cause when you choose, sometimes you lose the prize
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And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues
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And she's showing me how much I had to lose
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With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
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She's got the rhythm and I got the blues
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With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you
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She's got the rhythm and I got the blues
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She's Got The Rhythm (And I Got The Blues)
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| Alan Jackson |
