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| | | Artist | | | Album | | | Song | You Ain't Leavin' (Thank God Are Ya) |
| Till death do us part
Is what she told that preacher man.
Now she says this ain't worth dyin' for:
She's had all she can stand.
She's boxed up Momma's china:
It's loaded on the truck.
She just got started packing
An I'm thinkin': "This could suck."
Now there goes my lazy-boymy flat-top guitar.
Here comes her big sister: what's she' doin' in my car?
As they drive off to the cityI just wave.
From the top of my lungsI hope she heard me say.
You ain't leavin'thank Godare ya?
You can't be gone fast enough.
An' what seemed to take a lifetime
Just left in a cloud of dust.
This'll make my girlfriend happy:
She's the one that never thought you would.
You ain't leavin'thank Godare ya?
Let us pray you're gone for good.
Instrumental Break.
She forgot her new lap-top (Ahh.)
So I know she'll be back.
I'll have a hot-tub full of hotties(Ooh.)
Icin' down a 24-pack.
She'll cuss me like a sailorbut I don't care.
I'll have a few choice words when I come up for air.
You ain't leavin'thank Godare ya?
You can't be gone fast enough.
An' what seemed to take a lifetime
Just left in a cloud of dust.
This'll make my girlfriend happy:
She's the one that never thought you would.
You ain't leavin'thank Godare ya?
Let us pray you're gone for good.
You ain't leavin'thank Godare ya?
Let us pray you're gone for good.
Adios!
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