I showered her in diamonds
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Sprinkled her in gold
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And all the red roses she could hold
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Makin' sure no compliment was spared
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Settin' in the back of a black limosine
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I flashed my charm and a whole lotta green
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But that didn't get me anywhere
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Now when people ask me
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Why she broke my heart
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How she went and tore a good thing apart
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I tell 'em
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That little girl was smart
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Yes, she was smart
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Well she knew I wasn't in love as I looked
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And I was still sittin' on a little black book
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With a few more pages I was workin' on
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Yeah she had me pegged from my opening line
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Hopin' I might prove her wrong over time
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A girl like that only waits so long
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Now when people ask me
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Why she broke my heart
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How she went and tore a good thing apart
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I tell 'em
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That little girl was smart
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Yes, she was smart
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Now when I ain't sowin' my oats no more
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She's the kinda girl I'll be lookin' for
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I tell ya
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That little girl was smart
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And now when people ask me
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Why she broke my heart
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How she went and tore a good thing apart
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I tell 'em
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That little girl was smart
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She Was Smart
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| Tracy Byrd |
