Let's not fight it anymore,
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Unpack the bags and close the door
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I'll never leave you
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Though you lied right from the start
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I can't convince my stupid heart
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Not to believe you.
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You've got two good men strung out
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and there's not the slightest doubt
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That other men have loved you before
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Oh, but you work your thing so well
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I'll dream of heaven and live in hell
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Till I can't take it anymore.
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If I had one ounce of pride
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I'd stand up or step aside
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But girl I love you
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So I'll accept the crumbs you drop
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'Cause I'm a fool and I can't stop
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Or rise above you.
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Let others speak up for themselves
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I speak for me and no one else
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'Cause I'm a beggar knocking on your door
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Oh, you work your things so well
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I'll dream of heaven and live in hell
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Till I can't take it anymore.
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[Instrumental]
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I'm too far gone to turn around
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To lift myself up off the ground
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And start all over
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Now, him or I must win or lose
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no matter which one you may choose
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You'll be in clover.
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Darling, while you're making up your mind
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I'll be praying all the time
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That you will never, never be letting me go
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Oh, you work your thing so well
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I'll dream of heaven and live in hell
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Till I can't take it anymore.
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Oh, you work your thing so well
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I'll dream of heaven and live in hell
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Till I can't take it anymore.
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[Instrumental to fade]
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Till I Can't Take It Anymore
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| Don Williams |
