Lately three songs have been constantly playing in my head and they all nail it on different levels and I've been having a hard time picking which one I should post... but oh well.
A little dust never stopped me none
He liked my shoes, I kept them on
Sometimes I can hold my tongue, sometimes not
When you just skip-to-loo, my darling
And you know what you're doing so don't even
You're just too used to my honey, now
You're just too used to my honey
And I think I could leave your world
If she was the better girl
So when we died, I tried to bribe the undertaker
'Cuz I'm not sure what you're doing or the reasons
You're just too used to my honey, now
You're just too used to my honey
You're just too used to my honey, now
Don't bother coming down
I made a friend of the Western sky
Don't bother coming down
You always liked your babies tight
Turn back one last time, love to watch those cowboys ride
But cowboys know cowgirls ride on the Indian side
And you know what you're doing so don't even
You're just too used to my honey, now
You're just too used to my honey
You're just too used to my honey
You're just too used to my honey, now
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