(Ed Hill/Billy Spencer)
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She could have had anything she wanted
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The world lay at her feet
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'Cause the oldest son of a well-to-do banker
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Offered her easy street
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Pearls and diamonds and french perfumes
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To take her breath away
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Well, she got everything she wanted
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Just look where she is today
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She's riding in my old car
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Sitting right next to me
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Inner tubes piled on the top
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Headed out to Crooked Creek
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Gonna float throgh the afternoon
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Hold hands and drift away
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Anybody can see she loves me
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Look where she is today
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She could have had a heart shaped pool
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And a yard like a puttin' green
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But she likes to feel her toes in the mud
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Wearin' her cut-off jeans
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She says right beside me
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Is where she wants to stay
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If you want a good look at a love that's true
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Just look where she is today
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She's riding in my old car
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Sitting right next to me
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Inner tubes piled on the top
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Headed out to Crooked Creek
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Gonna float throgh the afternoon
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Hold hands and drift away
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Anybody can see she loves me
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Just look where she is today
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Alright
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Gonna float through the afternoon
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Hold hands and drift away
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Anybody can see she loves me
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Just look where she is today
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Anybody can see she loves me
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Just look where she is today
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Look Where She Is Today
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| Mark Wills |
