Well, she gave me the kind of goodbye
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That one of them, you ain't got a
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Snowballs chance in hell
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No, would you baby, could you baby,
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Come on baby, change your mind
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So I hit the ground running like the devil was on my tail
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Chorus:
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Her leavings like a freight train coming at me fast
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And this whiskey's like a shotgun in the
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Bottom of my glass
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Yeah, one of them's gonna get me,
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The heartache or regret
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And her being gone or the alcohol, man,
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It ain't hit me yet
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No, it ain't hit me yet
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One more shot might do me in
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Unless that bar band plays another lonesome song
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The other night when she was mine,
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I would've liked a slow dance
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Right now you need to turn it up or turn it off
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Repeat Chorus
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Six feet under or three sheets to the wind
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One way or another, I'll be going off the deep-end
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Outta my mind, long gone when it all sinks in
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Repeat Chorus
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No, it ain't hit me yet
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It ain't hit me yet, it ain't hit me yet
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It Ain't Hit Me Yet
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| Randy Montana |
