I make her say ooh Ooh I make her say ooooh I got the dirty old hands of a drummer in a band but I never really hit the sticks I got the sun burned tan of every working man who’s spent a minute in a ditch And I ain’t gonna try to tell another lie You never shoulda let me in Cause I’m the type of guy who’s never let inside to show you where my hands have been This is now, that was then You broke my heart, I let you in This is now, that was then I fucked around with all your friends Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh This is now, that was then Forget all about the past and let’s hit it again I make her say ooh Ooh I make her say ooooh She’s eleven out of ten; got a body with a pin You could pull it like a hand grenade And I don’t know where she’s going, But I know where she’s been, cause it’s the only time my bed’s been made And I ain’t gonna try to tell another lie You trip me when you let me in Cause I’m the type of guy who drinks until his eyes lose sight of what’s in
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