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I Don't Think So
©1996 Neal & Barbara Gladstone


You hurt me baby You cut me deep
You took my pride You made me weep
And now you drive up in your Cadillac


Thinking that I'm gonna take you back like that


Just like that

I'd rather build my house on a railroad track
You hurt me, baby You left me alone
You broke my heart You wrecked my home

And here you come talkin' smooth and soft
Sayin that you just can't get me off your mind
Off your mind
I think you been drinkin too much turpentine

You want those Good times again
It's gonna be like it was back then
When the seas dry up and the stars burn out
And hell gets covered with snow - whoa

Honey, I don't think so!

I know you, baby, I know your style
Your one half man, and one half reptile
And now you come crawlin up to me
Thinkin everything is goin to be alright just alright

You must think that I'm not too bright

You want those good times again
It's gonna be like it was back then
When the seas dry up and the stars burn out
And hell gets covered with snow - whoa

Honey, I don't think so!

 

Just like that

You can drive around in your fancy car

Just like that

You can get dressed up like a movie star

Just like that

You can tell your lies till you're all worn out

Just like that

But honey there's one thing you can forget about and that's

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