She was the prom queen
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He was the quarterback of the football team
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And it all looked so promising
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We never thought anything would happen like this
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And then, all of the sudden
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twenty-five years of love and devotion
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down the drain
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We all heard her hollerin'
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For a country mile
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"Cheatin' shows your complete lack of style"
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Well she took out three parkin' meters
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and a pedestrian's purse
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the day she quit the baptist choir
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and threw that Ford into reverse
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When God-Fearin' Women Get the Blues (Intro)
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| Martina McBride |
