Writers: George Byron Hill, Mark Eugene Nesler
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I'm not sure what I did just yet
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Somethin' kicked in on the night we met
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Looks like her heart's out of control
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What she's gonna do next I don't know
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She's already dreamin 'bout a house on the hill
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How does she think I'm gonna pay those bills
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When all I can afford is a two room shack
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Well I took her to the moon and I can't bring her back
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Where did my fishin' magazines go
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Everywhere I look there is another Cosmo
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Flowers in the kitchen and a new bedspread
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You tell me it was somethin I said
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Well even ol'blue, he's taking it rough
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She clipped his nails and she powdered him up
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Her minds running on a one-way track
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Well I took her to the moon and I can't bring her back
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Where's the girl that I used to know
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The one who said we'd better take is slow
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Tell me which button do I push now
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To turn this thing called love around
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She goes to the mall but never says why
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Brings home things that a man won't buy
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I've already told her enuffs enough
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What are we gonna do with all this stuff
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She bought a bunch of soap that she won't let me use
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Toilet seat covers and hand towel too
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The kind you don't touch, just leave'em on the rack
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Well I took her to the moon and I can't bring her back
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She's already dreamin' bout a house on the hill
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How does she think I'm gonna pay those bills
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When all I can afford is a two room shack
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Well I took her to the moon and I can't bring her back
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Yeah, I took her to the moon and I can't bring her back
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Took Her to the Moon
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| Doug Supernaw |
