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I like the way he brings me roses
And he’s pretty good at paying compliments
He’s almost Mr. Right, but what was missing
I couldn’t put my thumb on it yet
Then one night during a misunderstanding
We were both in the wrong, if truth be told
He gave me the sweetest apology
And I was his from that moment forward
I love the way he says he’s sorry
Swears up and down it’s all his fault
He knows how to make things right
Get down on his knees, apologize
Yeah, I love the way he says he’s sorry
I don’t like feeling this guilty
I toss and I turn all night
Wondering would it be so wrong of me
To pick one tiny little fight
Too bad that’s all now ancient history
Didn’t work out too well in retrospect
He’s out there making someone else happy
I bet it’s with an argument
I loved the way he says he’s sorry
Swore up and down it’s his fault
He knew how to make things right
Get down on his knees, apologize
I loved the way he said he’s sorry
Yeah, I loved the way he said he’s sorry
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Neat Whiskey
02:58
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Is it worse today?
Yeah, it’s worse today
Lord, hurry on up and take me away
There’s only one thing to set me free
One tall glass of neat whiskey
These plain white walls are feeling mighty close
They’re leaning down on me, right around my throat
Got just enough will to lie here on the floor
But it’s pretty comfy, I’ve been here before
Is it worse today
Yeah, it’s worse today
Lord, hurry on up and take me away
There’s only one thing to set me free
No water, no ice just neat whiskey
I should go to work, but I’d rather sleep
I’m getting real good at ignoring my dreams
Why’s that sun got to be so bright
Doesn’t it know I do my best drinking at night
Is it worse today
Yeah, it’s worse today
Lord, hurry on up and take me away
There’s only one thing to set me free
One tall glass of neat whiskey
It’s been a bad day
And tomorrow I’ll start over
But that’s a long way off
Bartender I’m too sober
My only talent is doing it all wrong
And I keep on doing it all night long
I’m not crying just earning my blues
Only everything’s in pieces, I don’t know what to do.
Is it worse today
Yeah, it’s worse today
Lord, hurry on up and take me away
There’s only one thing to set me free
One tall glass of neat whiskey
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Sense of Smell
03:11
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He said it was his big break
“The biggest baby, be happy for me
I’ll be rolling in deep, like we always dreamed
I’ll be back couple days, a week
Leave a light burning on for me”
He loaded up the trunk of his car
With his favorite boots, dad’s guitar
Said, “stop that baby, I always have it with me”
He said “the thing is baby, my momma was the open road”
Rotten smells pretty good when it’s all you know
Rotten smells pretty good when you’re standing
Knee deep in trouble in the pouring rain
I tell myself this one little lie
Everytime I get high
I can’t keep coming back for more
Funny what he left behind
Dirty clothes, lie after lie
But it’s worse what he took
He took your hope
Proposed with a promise of a band of gold
Now colors look wrong
What’s blue again
Can’t feel my tongue
Get out of bed
So what if the story he told was full of holes
Rotten smells pretty good ‘cause it’s all you know
Rotten smells pretty good when you’re standing
Knee deep in trouble in the pouring rain
I tell myself this one little lie
Everytime I get high
I can’t keep coming back for more
I can’t keep coming back for more
I can’t keep coming back
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Bad Case of the Blues
03:00
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Livin' and a-workin' in the city, I thought I was a big girl
I felt so smart and my own life I could choose
So Miss Smarty found herself a city boy who one night said he loved her
And the next night he leaves her sittin' with a bad case of the blues
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh
If I really was a smart girl I could turn him loose
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh
Instead of sittin' and a-cryin' with a bad case of the blues
So I took myself out to the country to see my Mother
She said, "What no-good man has got my lovin' little child's heart sore?"
I said Mama, he tells me that he loves me and then he's out with another,
And he's got me right down to the last square on the checkerboard
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh
Little country girl done got hooked on a barbed wire love
Yoodle-lad-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, uh-huh
And she can't get loose from this bad case of the blues
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Champagne Toast
03:18
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At the corner of my eye there’s a trick of the light
A relic of the time I almost got over you
It’s not a tear, it’s hard like a stone
It glitters like Elvis knew all along
That time was short
I don’t care enough to wonder
I’m too petty to want to know
Who helped you over
The last four years or so
Around my mouth, painted on like a clown’s
Is an upside down dream that rains when I talk
If you need me back baby, you know who to call
I’m moving on by not moving on at all
I don’t care enough to wonder
I’m too petty to want to know
Who helped you over
The last four years or so
In my hand is a champagne stem to toast your new lover
In my hand is a champagne stem to toast your new lover
In my hand is a champagne stem to toast your new lover
And her perfect gentleman
Guess she don’t know you that well yet
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Trouble Walkin'
02:23
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I’ve got trouble walking and I’ve got you to thank
I should have listened to my heart
I should have stayed away
I feel like the queen of the rodeo
Who said when she got off her horse
I got trouble walking
You said that we were over
You’ve said those words before
Why don’t you come around tonight with a bottle of red wine
And let yourself in through the back door
I will be waiting in the bedroom
In some barely there negligee
Open up that bottle of wine, pour yourself a fight
Pick up where we left off yesterday
‘Cause I’ve got trouble walking and I’ve got you to thank
I should have listened to my heart
I should have stayed away
I feel like the queen of the rodeo
Who said when she got off her horse
I got trouble walking
Tomorrow we’ll both agree
How sweet leaving can be
But this can’t be what it ain’t
Lose my number and my name
We were on the way out anyway
Sayonara, adios, goodbye forever
Let’s make this a clean break
Don’t come back tonight
Acting like you got the right
To pick up where we left off yesterday
‘Cause I’ve got trouble walking and I’ve got you to thank
I should have listened to my heart
I should have stayed away
I feel like the queen of the rodeo
Who said when she got off
I got trouble walking
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Him and Her and Me
03:17
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Some say behind every man is a good woman
She’s backstage, pulling all the strings
But he liked more than one cook in his kitchen
You’d have to be a fool not to see
First broke my heart when I wasn’t looking
That’s how I found out he was bored of me
Then he talked us into wine and the bedroom
And so two ended up as three
Can’t relate to those songs on the radio that talk about love
Why’d Tammy “Stand by that Man”?
Can she really mean it?
Stay right here and take this?
Take her and her and her and me
Wasn’t satisfied with one of anything
He couldn’t say when, we teased
It was always feast, and never famine
For a man who had a hand in
An apple pie, and cherry, and peach
Can’t relate to those songs on the radio that talk about love
Why’d Tammy “Stand by that Man”?
Can she really mean it?
Stay right here and take this?
Take her and her and her and her
And Her and her and her and her
Take her and her and her
And me
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Tennessee Waltz
02:46
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I was dancin’ with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz
When an old friend I happened to see
Introduced her to my darlin’ and while they were dancing
My friend stole my sweetheart from me
I remember that night and the Tennessee Waltz
Now I know just how much I have lost
Yes I lost my little darling the night they were playing
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
I remember that night and the Tennessee Waltz
Now I know just how much I have lost
Yes I lost my little darling the night they were playing
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
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Both Sides of Lonely
02:41
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Want to see what a smile looks on my face?
Like wine stains on a coffee cup, a broken window pane
Old honey solid in the jar
It looks like both sides of lonely
Used to be good at pretending I was good
Half bad habits, half low hanging fruit
Still I set the table with two pawn shop spoons
For both sides of lonely
I said I was fine, what’s left to mourn
But no one else knows why I get so hungry in a storm
Bless my feet for carrying me past the past
Past the sunsets, past the broken glass
Past the people expecting me to laugh
Looks like both sides of lonely
I said I was fine, what’s left to mourn
But no one else knows why I get so hungry in a storm
What am I doing keeping these photographs around
The ones you said we’re happy
If you only look at our mouths
Still I can’t bear just to throw them out
They’re my proof of both sides
Solid proof of both sides of lonely
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Wichita
02:37
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Got tired of waiting for you at the greyhound stop
I knew my luck, so I started to walk
First car that passed me by
Pulled over and I jumped inside
Hey hey buddy, are you headed towards Wichita?
He had a steel steer buckle and he liked to talk
About the women who wronged him and his faithful dog
Don’t know what came over me
But I slid myself across that seat
Now he’s driving’ with one hand on my knee
We stopped that night to look at the stars
Had a picnic on the roof of his car
One bottle turned to three
Then it got a little fuzzy
When I woke in the morning
It was just my bags and me
Feels like when it rains, it always pours
Someone’s locked all the windows and boarded up the doors
I ain’t lucky
I’m as far away from luck as can be
Lightning wouldn’t strike me flying a kite with a key
There’s a lesson here that I’m supposed to get
But I was bad at school, cheated on every test
Just tell me what I’m supposed to do,
I’ll learn my lines, I’ll hit my cue
Just as soon as I can get into Wichita
Just tell me what I’m supposed to do,
I’ll learn my lines, I’ll hit my cue
Just as soon as I can get into Wichita
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Joshua
02:59
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Joshua, have you heard, it’s the end of the world?
Even the mice are runnin’
Word is from the top there wasn’t even a war,
Just someone fell asleep on the button
We all stood aside while the soldiers arrived
We opened the door, let them in
Quick as they could, they shot it all down
I guess Jesus isn’t coming
Oh lie with me
within our dreams
And not worry about waking up
I could tell where we are, if I could see any stars
If only the horizon’d stop glowing
So have that cigarette
Though it’s the last that you’ll get
But save our booze for trading
Oh lie with me
Within our dreams
And not worry about waking up
I have one request while our teeth rot in our heads
And the ash turns our hair the same gray
I hope we’ll go soon
And not hang on too long
I was never one for famine
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Michelle Billingsley Chicago, Illinois
"Biting & enigmatic. …the knock ‘em dead bravado of Nancy Sinatra and the blunt storytelling knack of Neko Case." -Glide
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“Charming ... candid." - American Songwriter
“Biting wit...all in a tongue-in-cheek gently honky-tonkin’ spirit." -Americana UK
Michelle will remind you of an Emmylou who went through the looking glass.
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