I don't like getting up early, in a hurry, on a Sunday
Get dressed up, hop in the truck, just to sit in the front row pew
But she does, she does, so I do
I don't like crowded sidewalks, dodging all those people
Walkin' real slow, shopping windows, taking up dang near all the afternoon
But she does, she does,
So I do
I give in,
Yeah, I fall, down in
And sometimes I Don't want to
But she does, so I do
She likes breaking out my six string, saying "Baby, sing that love song, the one you wrote"
I tell her, "No, who wants to hear me sing that old, worn-out tune?"
(She does)
But she does, she does (She does)
So I do
I give in,
Yeah, I fall, down in
And sometimes I Don't want to
But she does, so I do
Oh there's something about her smile...
So I do
I give in,
Yeah, I fall, down in
She is excited to know how to do
Yeah, and sometimes I don't want do
But she does
So I do,
Yeah, I Do
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