I can see that you haven't recovered
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From the girl who let you down
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But you'd sell what is left of your soul
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For another go-round
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You keep tellin' yourself she means nothin'
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And maybe you should call her bluff
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But you don't really believe it
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You must not be drinkin' enough
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Oh, the perfume she wore
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You can buy down at the Five and Dime
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But on some other woman
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It don't smell the same in your mind
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You keep tellin' yourself that you can take it
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You keep tellin' yourself that you're tough
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But you still wanna hold her
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So you must not be drinkin' enough
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Oooh
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You're not drinkin' enough
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To wash away old memories
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And there ain't enough whiskey in Texas
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To keep you from beggin'
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Please, please, please
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She passed on your passion
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And stepped on your pride
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Turns out you ain't quite so tough
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'Cause you still wanna hold her
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You must not be drinkin' enough
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Ay-yi-yi-yi, you ask yourself why
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But you still wanna hold her
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You must not be drinkin' enough, no
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Ay-yi-yi-yi, ay-yi-yi-yi
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Whoa, you still wanna hold her
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You must no be drinkin' enough
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Ay-yi-yi-yi, ay-yi-yi-yi
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Oh, I still wanna hold her
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I must not be drinkin' enough
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You're Not Drinking Enough
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| Collin Raye |
