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I Want Nothing More (to do with you)

Well I got clean clothes in my suitcase

And I’ve  got new boots on my feet

I’m hoppin’ in my truck, I’m gonna try my luck

There’s a woman that I’m going to meet

She’s got the bluest eyes just like those southern skies

We’re making our getaway

If everything goes right, we’ll be in Vegas tonight

And you’ll just have to find a new game to play

 

(ch)

 

‘Cause I got no time, I got no money, 

I got no energy left for you

And I’m just fine but it’s kinda funny 

To think of all the things you put me through

It blows my mind, you had me jumping, 

You had me trembling through and through

Now it’s my turn to tell you something

I want nothing more to do with you

 

I would have married you in a minute

We could have moved in right away

We could have started a little family

You could have had me every day

But you couldn’t stay away from those dance halls

There were just too many fish in the sea

You’d throw your line out all night and if you didn’t get a bite

You’d come crawling back to me

 

(ch) So now I got no time…

 

(break)

 

(ch) yeah…I got no time…(Repeat chorus)

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