I ain't got her I ain't got a clue of what I did and didn't do
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All I know is I'm wearing her number out
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No explanation it didn't take long for her to go and tell me she's gone
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My mama would be ashamed if she could see me now
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Cause I'm back on the bottle crying out loud I need holdin' and I need it now
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Someone rock me and then tuck me in
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It takes a mama twenty years to make a boy a man
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And another woman twenty seconds to have him crawlin' again
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He made us first but he let them be in control of the shape we're in
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And every woman knows why Adam worshipped Eve
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From the day we're born till the day we die we're at the mercy of woman kind
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And like a big ol' baby I miss her loving me
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I'm back on the bottle...
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[ fiddle - guitar ]
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It takes a mama twenty years...
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Yeah It takes a mama twenty years...
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She'll have him crawlin' again
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Crawlin' Again
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Tracy Lawrence |