See me and my ole lady we been fightin a bunch. And I aint quite sure but I got me a hunch. Now I know I been drinkin but
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im thinkin kinda clear. This is the truth and I aint leavin this booth. Until I tell everybody exactly what she done. I
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done called my boy's son and told him bring my gun. I'm tryin to figure out exactly what went wrong. My workin day like the
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dark to give her a nice home. I aint never been the type to ask for to much. Just a meal now and then and sometimes a slow
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touch. Tell me what to do man whata ya think. I know the waitress and the cook and they dont care if we drink. I'm just
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tryin to make sence outta all this shit. Lord I'm not a violent man but the guns in my hnad. Should I stay or should I go
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or just let it be. Lord the cheatin woman will be the death of me.
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Meet me at the Waffle House. It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin around. Met me at the Waffle House.
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Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone.
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Man my whole world is upside down. I guess I'm about to be the laughing stock of the town. I heard form my cousin its a
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dozen or more. And I found the Sheriffs badge on the bedroom floor. And ole boy from church said he saw her with the
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preacher 40 miles from here in a bar drinkin beer. She told me she was havin lunch with her sister. I was home cleanin up
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wishin I didnt miss her. See love will bring you home but lies brought me here. Heard her and the town Judge been at it for
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a year. I rekon you cant make a whore a house wife. But I dam sure tried even when she lied. Now I'm sittin here starin at
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this plate of grits. Thinkin about goin put a bullet in that bitch. Maybe I should shoot everyone of them fellas. But
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come to think of it son I really aint jelious. Matterfact let me thank yall for makin it clear. Hell fix me a patty melt
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son pour me a beer. Now I'm scattered, smothered, and and happy to be free. To hell with cheap women yall heard it from me.
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Meet me at the Waffle House. It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin around. Met me at the Waffle House.
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Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone.
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Meet me at the one off 28. My guns in the closet. Under my bad company tapes. And grab that moonshine sittin on the
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freezer. Its gona easy the pain. The next time I see her.
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Meet me at the Waffle House. It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin around. Met me at the Waffle House.
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Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone.
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