She came in late, she hadn't done that in years
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She came in waisted, said it's just a couple of beers
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She said nothing when I asked her , where she'd been and what she'd done
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And she was smilin, Yeah, she was smilin, that's the smokin gun
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She had her hair down, like she used to do
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We got crazy, chasin tequila around the room
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I wanted to believe that she was with the girls out havin fun
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But she was smiling, Yeah, she was smilin
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That's the smokin gun in her hands
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Thought I wouldn't care
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All those little signs, she left everywhere
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I never took the time, I never took the time to see
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Now it's killin me
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She was leavin, like she'd never done before
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She was walkin, walkin right out our front door
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She had her bags packed, she didn't look back
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My God, what I've I done
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She was smilin, she was smilin
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That's the smokin gun in her hands
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Thought I wouldn't care
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All those little signs, she left everywhere
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I never took the time, I never took the time to see
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Now it's killin me
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Wooh! Now it's killin me
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That's the smokin gun in her hands
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Thought I wouldn't care
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All those little signs, she left everywhere
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I never took the time, I never took the time to see
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Now it's killin me
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Wooh! Now it's killin me
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I never took the time to see
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Wooh! But now it's killin me
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Smokin' Gun
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| Mark Wills |
