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When A Man Can’t Get Can’t A Woman Off His Mind

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 25.10.2012

I've been fightin' with these sheets again
Can't make myself lie still
My pillowcase is soakin' wet
And yet l feel a chill
It takes all I can do these days
To just survive the nights
It gets crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind

When a man can't shake a memory
He runs hot and cold and blind
He hates her, then he loves her
Then he hates her one more time
Your love has such a grip on me
It chokes me like a vine
Oh, it's crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind

I've been phonin' you since eight o'clock
It's almost four a.m.
My mind keeps paintin' pictures
Of you out lovin' him
I just crushed a dixie cup
For runnin' out of wine
It gets crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind

When a man can't shake a memory
He runs hot and cold and blind
He hates her, then he loves her
Then he hates her one more time
Your love has such a grip on me
It chokes me like a vine
Oh, it's crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind

Yeah, it drives him crazy when a man can't get a woman off his mind


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