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Randall King

She Gone

 

She Gone


Woke up to the sound of gravel flying, pedal down
When I came to, I jumped up, fell out of bed, and hit the ground
Ran out the screen door, choking on her dust
She had her window down, and her finger up
(Yep, she gone)

Should've seen the bright red goodbye lipstick writing that was on the wall
Could've saved myself from blindside hell if I'd'a never fell at all
It's almost like she had the whole thing planned out all along
She came, she loved
Got me on the stuff
And she gone

No turning back, no second chance
What's done is done, that's all she wrote
If I was doing wrong, she never said
So how the hell was I to know?
Yeah, if she'd'a gave me a shot
I swear that I would've cleaned up
But now I'm cleaning out her closet
And going through her stuff
Talk about rough

Should've seen the bright red goodbye lipstick writing that was on the wall
Could've saved myself from blindside hell if I'd'a never fell at all
It's almost like she had the whole thing planned out all along
She came, she loved
Got me on the stuff
She gone
(There she goes)

Should've seen the bright red goodbye lipstick writing that was on the wall
Could've saved myself from blindside hell if I'd'a never fell at all
It's almost like she had the whole thing planned out all along
She came, she loved
She took off in a rush
Even had my dog in the back of her truck
She gone

(Had that dog for seven years, man)
(That bastard was wagging)
(Hell, I'd'a been glad to go too)

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