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I’m just of real sad folk and
’85 was our best year and
She says it gets much worse ’fore
It gets any better

So I take it with a grain of salt for the other means, I
Wonder why it doesn’t keep her up at night
Like it does me

We talk the way you do and
I have a sweet or two for
My only plus, you say they’re
Gettin’ bigger ever day

So I take it with a grain of salt for the other means, I
Wonder why it doesn’t keep him up at night
Like it does me

I’ll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I’ll be in your car
For now

You wanna fool around, I ask
I get a sour reply
From the other wheel that always
Rises to the occasion

So I take it with a grain of salt for the other means, I
Wonder why it doesn’t keep you up at night

I’ll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I’ll be in your car
For now

I’ve been a mess for some time
Now I get what I deserve
For someone who leaves behind a
Life I can’t do better

So I take it with a grain of salt for the other means, I
Wonder why it doesn’t keep you up at night (up at night, up at night, up at night)
Like it does me

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