My baby’s sweet talkin’ the cable man
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While I’m a diggin’ around up here
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Sweatin’ my %#@ off in the attic
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Trying to find the rabbit ears
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The screen doors off the hinges
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And there’s a flat tire on the Olds
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And this GE Fridgerator ain’t keeping nothin’ froze
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We’re falling apart together
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Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
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When times get hard
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We just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
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Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
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But we’re falling apart together
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Well I got me some good friends that swing a hammer at a nail
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But there ain’t no houses going up
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Ain’t no checks in the mail
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Well the gas tanks might be empty
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But the tail gates still full
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We pass a guitar and a bottle around
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Everybody take a pull
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We’re falling apart together
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Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
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When times get hard
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We just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
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Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
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But we’re falling apart together
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These days ain’t stayin’ forever
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They’re gonna get better
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But till they do
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We’ll be falling apart together
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Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
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When times get hard
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We'll just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
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Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
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But we’re falling apart together
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Falling Apart Together
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| Lee Brice |
