Goodness me, yes, I'd agree
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I was the one who ended up our history
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Well, it looks like you wrote the last page to me
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Your friends say you've got a new man
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Girl, that's so not cool in so many ways
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These were supposed to be my carefree single days
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Instead I'm punching walls and coming up with ways
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Ways to win you back from your new man
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Right now, he's a probably moaning your name
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The thought of it is driving me insane
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Got to get religion just to ease the pain
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Thinking about you loving your new man
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Well, did you get the literature I left in your bed?
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Told ya keep it frozen, it caught fire instead
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Have you not heard a single word I've said?
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No, you were busy loving your new man
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Goodness garage, his name is probably Rog
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He probably drives a truck and his hands are probably big
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I bet he fixes things around your place when they break
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If he says he likes your cooking he's a fake
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Girl, please say, he doesn't tuck his shirts in, please
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Please say, he doesn't wear a gold chain, please
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Things were going great, I even went on a date
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Then I found out about your new man
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Right now, he's a probably moaning your name
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The thought of it is driving me insane
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Got to get religion just to ease the pain
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Thinking about you loving your new man
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Well, did you get the literature I left in your bed?
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Told ya keep it frozen, it caught fire instead
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Have you not heard a single word I've said?
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No, you were busy loving your new man
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Aw, come on
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Holly around the tree that kiss was meant for me
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Trust me he'll get way too drunk at your Christmas party
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Your friends will laugh at first but as the night gets worst
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Collectively they'll run off your new man
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And who'll be standing there looking like Fred Astaire
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Me, and I'll be singing
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Where, oh, where have you been all fall?
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While I was having a ball, certainly not with your new man
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Right now, his a probably crying your name
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The thought of it is driving him insane
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Got to find another just to ease the pain
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Thinking about you loving your new man
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Well, did you get the messages he left on your phone?
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Told you that he's sorry and to please, come home
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Maybe you'd of answered but were you alone?
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No, you were busy loving your new man, right
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You were busy loving your new man, me
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You were busy loving your new man, that's right
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Your New Man
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| Mason Jennings |
