Sunday dress hanging on the bedroom door
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Empty bottle of wine on the hardwood floor
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Last night, he said she was the one
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Oh, but men and mascara always run
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Did I give my love too soon or wait too long
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Did I take it a little too easy, or put it on too strong
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She was looking for love, he was looking for fun
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Yeah, men and mascara always run
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She ain't getting any younger
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It wasn't s'posed to be this way
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Staring in the mirror
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With little black rivers running down her face
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Tomorrow's gonna be a brand new day
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She'll wake up in the morning and wash it all away
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Last night, he said she was the one
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Oh, but men and mascara, they always run
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Men & Mascara
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| Julie Roberts |
