I don't rush right out when that whistle blows
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I've got nowhere to go
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It's not like supper's gonna be waitin' there
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Sittin' on the stove
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I think I'll take the long way home
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If I'm in a traffic jam
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At least I ain't alone
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In my two bedroom house
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On a half-acre lot
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Where I keep the grass cut
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And I keep the door unlocked
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We're two of a kind
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This old dead frame and me
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And just like this old house
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I'm empty
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Ain't nothin' left, but some little hope
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Where the picture's hung
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Might as well accept she ain't comin' back
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I oughta move on
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It shouldn't be this hard to do
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It don't feel much like livin'
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Sittin' alone here in this living room
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In my two bedroom house
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On a half-acre lot
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Where I keep the grass cut
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And I keep the door unlocked
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We're two of a kind
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This old dead frame and me
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And just like this old house
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I'm empty
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We're two of a kind
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This old dead frame and me
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Cause just like this old house
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Yeah, just like this old house
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I'm empty
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Yeah, baby I'm empty
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Empty
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| Montgomery Gentry |
