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My ship came in and she sunk it
I was the toast of the town and she drunk it I had a run of good luck and she ran it right into the ground And now she's puttin' on a show and I get to play the clown I had the wind in my sails and she took it I had the world by the tail and she shook it I reached out for a life line and she threw me a noose I got the short end of the chicken and she got the golden goose [Chorus: ] She's living it up,and I'm tryin' to live it down Just when I got it all together , it's all about to come unwound Everybody laughin' behind my back, baby sure is a sad old sound She's out there livin it up and I'm trying to live it down I had my ducks in a row and she shot 'em I had my eggs in a basket she dropped 'em I threw her outta the house but she was back like a boomarang Sometimes you get the honey, sometime all you get is the stang [Chorus: ] She's living it up, and I'm tryin' to live it down Just when I got it all together , it's all about to come unwound Everybody laughin' behind my back, baby sure is a sad old sound She's out there livin it up and I'm trying to live it down She's a livin it up and I may never live it down |
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| 2. |
| 4:00 |
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When Loretta left me back here in St. Paul
My head started spinning, my heart hit the wall And I gotta get it worked on, gotta get it worked on Well, I don't think it's broken but it sure hurts a lot Like a macho man I said I'll fix it myself I can tell already I'm gonna need some help And I gotta get it worked on, I gotta get it worked on Now I'm gonna have to get me some professional help, yeah Well now I went to see a doctor and he took one look He just shook his head and closed his medical books Said you gotta get it worked on, gotta get it worked on It ain't gonna kill you, you're not gonna die, no Maybe I should go ahead and open up and just let it bleed 'Cause if I let it turn to stone, I'll never find the love I need Maybe I should go ahead and open up and just let it bleed 'Cause if I let it turn to stone, I'll never find the love I need I went down to New Orleans to see Miss Larue She said you're too far gone there's ain't a thing I can do But you better get it worked on, better get it worked on I can give you a number of someone to call, yeah Better get it worked on, better get it worked on |
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| 4:36 |
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She left a lipstick letter on the mirror shattered on the bathroom floor
All I could put back together was never see me no more Took all her clothes but one red dress, the one she knows I like the best All I could do was clean up the mess and wonder where she'd gone I had a sky-blue, rag top Mustang, a 1964 She drove it off into the night till it just wouldn't go no more She caught a ride on into town, bought some gas and laid the top down Then she burned that pony to the ground on the desert in new Mexico When Rita leaves, Rita's gone She gave me every chance a man could want I've never known a love so strong Or so crazy when she's been done wrong When Rita leaves, Rita's gone I put a call into her mamasita back in El Paso She said she got the story from Rita on her way to Mexico Her mama knew I was takin' it hard, said she was sorry about my car She said, "You're lucky all she broke was your heart You better just let her go" When Rita leaves, Rita's gone She gave me every chance a man could want I've never known a love so strong Or so crazy when she's been done wrong When Rita leaves, Rita's gone She never gave me a chance to explain Well I guess it doesn't much matter now anyway When Rita leaves, Rita's gone When Rita leaves, Rita's gone |
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| 5. |
| 4:00 |
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| 6. |
| 3:27 |
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| 7. |
| 4:03 |
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| 8. |
| 3:38 |
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| 9. |
| 3:23 |
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| 10. |
| 3:05 |
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| 11. |
| 4:37 |
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| 12. |
| 5:35 |
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She's in a hotel, where, she won't tell
And it's damn well killin' me If I could find here, I'd be kinder I'd stand behind her like she used to do for me My friends say get a grip But she's just about all there really is for me She used to hold me, she even told me I was the only love she'd ever need Well, I believed her, then I deceived her Now I need her much more than she needs me It's so hard to admit But she's just about all there really is of me You know it hit me so strong Knowin' she's gone And how wrong I've been for so long Well, I bet she'd be amazed At all the ways that I've changed One more last chance is all I really need She's out there somewhere, Lord only knows where And the despair has taken hold of me If you should see her and if she seems bitter Please plead with her in defense of me I've got to get her back 'Cause she's just about all there really is of me |
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| 3:36 |
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