(Walt Aldridge/Brad Crisler)
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I went to pieces when she blew in
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Like a strong man running through a hurricane wind
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Before I had a clue how bad it would be
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She tore my heart out and she showed it to me
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Like a bone in a pit bull pen
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She chewed me up and spit me out again
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My knees still shake, my ears still ring
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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That was one ride that I'll never forget
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I still ain't found all the pieces yet
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She stripped my gears-she stole my shocks
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And she left me sitting up here on these cinder blocks
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Like a bone in a pit bull pen
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She chewed me up and spit me out again
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My knees still shake, my ears still ring
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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I know it's bound to sound a little crazy to you
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But it sure was good for a minute or two
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Like a bone in a pit bull pen
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She chewed me up and spit me out again
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My knees still shake, my ears still ring
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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All in all it was a pretty good thing
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Pretty Good Thing
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| Ty Herndon |
