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CI'm standin with somethin in my hand
That don't look too flowerlike F
She slammed the pretty part in the doorjamb
Left me and the stems outsideC
On my Amway back from fishin I thought
If I brought a dozen roses Fhome
She'd sG7mile when I told there was one
For each day that I'd been Cgone C
I tried to FthCink lFike a wComan
FFind where that pretty head was G7at
I tried to FthCink Flike a Cwoman
But G7I don't guess a Fwoman thinks like Cthat
Now I'm underneath the window with my guitar
In the backyard soakin wet
She poured what I'm afraid might've been
Toilet water on my head
I thought when she heard the song
I wrote on my way back into town
It would cool her off
But it appears to work the other way around
AmI'm just gettin comfortable
GIn the doghouse when she pulls
FThe curtains, and I see her peekin Cout
AmWell I lay here lookin sad awhile
GSuffer some and then she smiles
FIt's all slowly dawnin on me nCow
I tried FthCink lFike a woCman
FWhere she wanted me was right where I was Cat
I tried to FthCink lCike a wComan
If AmI was sweet thGought she'd cut me some Amslack
Oh but G7I don't think a Fwoman thinks like Cthat
Ha, I know she don't!
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