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She was standing at the front door When I came home last night Good Book in her left hand And a rolling pin in her right She said you've come home for the last time With the whiskey on your breath If you don't listen to my preaching, boy I'm gonna have to beat you half to death Give me just a one more last chance Before you say we're through I know I drive you crazy baby It's the best that I can do We're just good ol' boys, a-makin' noise I ain't runnin' around on you Give me just a one more last chance Before you say we're through First she hid my glasses Because she knows that I can't see She said you ain't going nowhere boy Til you spend a little time with me Then the boys called from the honky tonk Said there's a party going on down here Well she might have took my car keys But she forgot about my old John Deere Gimme just a one more last chance Before you say we're through I know I drive you crazy baby It's the best that I can do We're just good ol' boys, making noise I ain't runnin' round on you Gimme just a one more last chance Before you say we're through Gimme just one more last chance Before you say we're through I know I drive you crazy, baby It's the best that I can do We're just good ol' boys, making noise I ain't runnin' around on you Gimme just a one more last chance Before you say we're through Give me just one more last chance Before you say we're through
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