They married young, right out of school
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Back in '78
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She rubbed his back, he rubbed her feet
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After a long, hard day
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Now they're livin' in Beverly Hills
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And it's all turned upside-down
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He gets a weekly massage, she gets a pedicure
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On different sides of town
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And they both know they've gotten far
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From the way they used to be
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She wakes him up in the middle of the night
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And cries, baby, listen to me
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[Chorus:]
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We gotta get good at givin' again
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If we wanna have a life like we did back then
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We've got a second change to let someone in
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Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again
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We gotta get good at givin' again
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A little girl walks in the park
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Holdin' hands with her daddy's mom
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She wants to know why that man is asleep
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On the bench with the dirty clothes on
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Grandma tells the innocent child
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It hasn't always been this way
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She slips a ten dollar bill in his shopping cart
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And whispers, mister, have a good day
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[Chorus]
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It oughta tell us something
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When the ones we should be lovin'
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Ain't getting what they need
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Don't be afraid to make the first move
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Take the lead
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[Chorus]
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Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again
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We gotta get good at givin' again
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Gotta Get Good At Givin' Again
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| Chely Wright |
