I'm beginning to like you
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But, you know that ain't right
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'Cause you'll just twist and twist and twist
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Till I'm all crooked inside
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Then you'll take all you gave me
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Like it never was there
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And I think that I might, No! I know
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Yes, I will help you there
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'Cause...
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I've done it before
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And I'd do it again
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'Cause it's the only time
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That makes me feel like I'm
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My own best friend
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I'm a victim of friction I just got too close to see
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Yeah, we sparked in the dark and God hung a light on me
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And the lamp gets real heavy and it hangs from my heart
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And it comes, and it goes
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Till I can't tell the difference apart
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But...
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[Chorus]
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So many people say
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It'll never work out that way
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You can't stand the heat
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While you're watching your heart
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Just melt away in the basement
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On a rainy day
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La la la
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La la la
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La lala
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Lalala la lalaaaaaaaaaa...
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There's motel in Shreveport
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Don't ask me where, please
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They check in, they check out
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By the light of the color TV's
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And the maid calls you honey
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And she makes your bed slow
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And she speaks, of the sheets that don't fit
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But you know that she knows
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That...
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[Chorus]
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My Own Best Friend
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| John Prine |
