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Buddy Brown

When's It Gonna Hit You

 

When's It Gonna Hit You

(album: Buddy Brown - 2014)


So she's getting dressed up tonight
He's taking her out and it just ain't right
Everybody knows you're a better guy
But she'll find that out real soon
Yeah I know she won't take your call
I heard from our friends talking bout it back home
It's the strangest thing we've ever seen
But let me ask you straight up man

When's it gonna hit you she's gone
You're sitting there crying in your truck all alone
Boy you ain't gonna never dial her number any time soon
And maybe never at all
She ain't worth all the trouble you've got
Sooner or later this is all gotta stop
So let's hit the bar, order up a drink, and move the hell on
When's it gonna hit you she's gone

Just like anybody I'd be mad
Wondering how we lost everything we had
Recounting every single moment I spent with her
That made me feel alive
But it's time to push on for what comes next
There's a way better woman you ain't met yet
And she's gonna rock your world
Boy, I'll tell you that
And you won't remember this day

When's it gonna hit you she's gone
You're sitting there crying in your truck all alone
Boy you ain't gonna never dial her number any time soon
And maybe never at all
She ain't worth all the trouble you've got
Sooner or later this is all gotta stop
So let's hit the bar, order up a drink, and move the hell on
When's it gonna hit you she's gone

When's it gonna hit you she's gone
I'm gonna delete her number outta your phone
Cause you ain't calling her up, no not tonight
Let's just leave that alone
She ain't worth all the trouble you've got
Sooner or later this has all gotta stop
So let's hit the bar, order up some drinks, and move the hell on
When's it gonna hit you she's gone
She's gone, she's gone

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