You know, my love, my only wish is happiness for you
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So I work real hard to strike it rich but everytime I do
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I blow it all on some old witch I hardly ever knew
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How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you
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When everything's ain't going right, I hurry home to you
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You kiss my lips and you comfort me as only you can do
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But the eagle flies on Friday night and my senses fly off too
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How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you
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I dream of coming home to you; a knight in shining armour
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'Cause it seems to me that you rate much more
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Than a broken down, busted farmer
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Everytime I get ahead, I act like someone new
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I waste the whole night talking big and spending money too
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Then I sneak in bed beside you; broke and blue
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How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you, ahhh
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How come everytime I itch I wind up scratchin' you
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Every Time I Itch I Wind Up Scratchin' You
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| Glen Campbell |
