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entry -- feb |
| I will take All the blame But the tale’s Still the same Just another one gone Another “time to move on” Well I yelled And I cussed Gave her Reason to fuss Just a man with a past Can’t seem to make love last (spoken) Still got my guitar, though, look out now! And the ring on my finger’s Worth enough to buy some beer So if you need me all next month, You’ll be sure to find me here Where the grass is green enough And alone ain’t near as tough Like to say I take it back Ain’t a bit of truth in that And the ring on my finger’s Worth enough to buy some beer So if you need me all next month, You’ll be sure to find me here So we’ll just go our separate ways And at the end of all my days I’ll think back on me and you And the only thing I’ll think Is oops |