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FI woke up in the front yard In the baGck seat of a Buick With the Flights and theG radio Fon I stumbled 'cross the grass To the Gfront porch through the door Of aF house that Gonce was our Fhome If Flove once lived here you can'tF tell it If I couldF just let go I'd sellG it Oh, FI'm goin' undGer gettin' over you
Made my way down the hall Through the boxes to the bed Where I used to hold you all night long Your perfume on the pillow Where you once laid your head Stays there to remind me you're gone It's gonna tear me apart if I let it I should just move on and forget it But, I'm goin' under gettin' over you
ThFe days are long and the nights are tough GAll alone it's just too much I'm not hFandlin' well what I'm goin' Fthrough
The whiskey ain't strong enough
My Ghearts down to givin' up I'm Fdown to my last cigarette Ftoo Oh, I'm goin' undeGr gettin' over you
Here you all go. for respons, Steven_way@hotmail.com