Panties In Your Purse

	  		
 




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I saw you standing in the hallway, 
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Red plastic cup, and one of those big long cigarettes 
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You asked me if I could play you some Dylan 
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I said "Dylan who?" you told me to kiss your ass 
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I apologized, but you could tell I didn?t mean it  
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By the way I rolled my eyes 
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And then you said it wasn?t me it was you 
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Somehow I knew you were gonna tell me why 


Steel Solo 

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Stuff was flying out of the window 
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Falling and breaking on the pavement underneath 
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He?s screaming at you, red faced and fuming 
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He?d come home early, parked his car way up the street 
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You had your stockings in your hand, panties in your purse 
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It was ten a.m. and all the neighbors heard 
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Him calling you a whore and a tramp 
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You just stood there while your heels sank into the warm wet ground 


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He got a lawyer, you got a bottle 
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He got the children and you moved in with your mama 
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She fixes breakfast and lets you use her car 
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She don't care how late you call to tell her where you are 
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Ya?ll still fight and she still nags you some 
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But somehow it's different now than when you were young 
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It's your own damn fault you been threw hell 
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For one reason or another, somehow she kinda blames herself