It tore me up to sign them papers that set you free
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Then seeing your boy toy strap my baby's in them car seats
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Made me wanna knock the dust off that piecemaker
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And go out with a bang
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But I didn't
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I can't believe you're calling me looking for advice
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Guess Mr Head of the household ain't home again tonight
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I won't say I told ya so, but I told you so
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When you're wrong you're wrong this time
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You wanted someone younger and you got him
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You had a need to feed a hunger and you did
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You let that fear of getting older overcome ya
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And now it's like you're raising one more kid
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You were right when you said he's everything I'm not
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But did you really think he'd always be around
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To rock that cradle that ya robbed
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Girl, you can't expect a boy to do a man's job
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Has that match made in heaven burned out and gone to hell
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If he ain't working how's he paying for that pimped out Chevelle
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Is that child support I worked for supporting his lazy ass as well
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You wanted someone younger and you got him
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You had a need to feed a hunger and you did
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You let that fear of getting older overcome ya
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And now it's like you're raising one more kid
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You were right when you said he's everything I'm not
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But did you really think he'd always be around
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To rock that cradle that ya robbed
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Girl, you can't expect a boy to do a man's job
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Did you really think he'd always be around
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To rock that cradle that ya robbed
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Girl, you can't expect that boy to do a man's job
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A Man's Job
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Montgomery Gentry |