(Angela Hurt/Kerry Phillips)
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Every time you hurt me, it's the same old thing.
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I wipe away my tears, sit down in front of the mirror,
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And fix my face.
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That's when you say you're sorry an' get down on your knees:
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I always give you one more chance to make it up to me.
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Oh, baby, if I didn't, what kind of woman would I be?
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If I forgot about us, an', just for once, thought about me,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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Out on my own, would I make a fresh start?
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Find somebody knew, or would I fall apart?
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Some women move on, exceed their dreams,
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While others spend their lives lonely.
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If tonight, I were to pack my bags an' leave,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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Would I turn out like Tina Murphy, you know, after she left Steve?
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She went back to college, she'll graduate this autumn,
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I thought she'd never leave.
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Would I be like my friend, Brenda, who hates livin' alone?
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She calls me every night, cryin' on the 'phone.
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If I stopped cookin' your supper, an' grabbed my my kids,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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If I forgot about us, an', just for once, thought about me,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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Out on my own, would I make a fresh start?
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Find somebody knew, or would I fall apart?
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Some women move on, exceed their dreams,
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While others spend their lives lonely.
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If tonight, I were to pack my bags an' leave,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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If tonight, I were to pack my bags an' leave,
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What kind of woman would I be?
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What Kind Of Woman Would I Be
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Tammy Cochran |