Well I packed his bags and kicked him out we were havin' bad times
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Looking back I can see it was over nothin'
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Since then there's been too much red wine and women messin' up his mind
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But nothin' can compare with baby's lovin'
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At two o'clock this mornin' he made up his mind
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Said I'm goin' home to my sweet baby
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He looked out the window at the city for the last time
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Lord knows this life it'll drive him crazy
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Well he walked out to the highway caught a semi headed home
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I hope she'll take him back oh Lord he's prayin'
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Now he's standin' at the front door and I'm here all alone
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Then he heard his sweet baby sayin'
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And I said if you touch me you've got to love me
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And if you love me you'll have to stay with me forever
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And I'll forgive you and love will be like it should be
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So if you touch me you've got to love me
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I said if you touch me you've got to love me
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If You Touch Me (you've Got To Love Me)
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| Tanya Tucker |
