Country Verses of an Insomniac
Well if I didn't know you, and I had to say
The last time I saw you, when you looked my way
Without hint of forget, I'll repeat what I saw
You looked just like Jesus felt,
'fore he reckoned he was God
or
Luanne, Luanne yer bleedin
And as far as my eye can see
You've dodged the bullet I sent you
And we've made it out scott free
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