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Stupid Me
Country Song Lyrics, written for a contest.
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Stupid Me



Should’ve known by the time when we’d been
Married only three short years and you had gone and wrecked our fourth new car.

Should have known by the way you kept on
Going back and getting drinks until you couldn’t
Stagger to the bar.

Should have known on our honeymoon,
Up there in that hotel room when you got mad
Because I didn’t… well.

Now you’ve gone to live with her,
You left our two kids and it hurts,
But I’ll be fine and you can go to Hell.

Stupid me, I should have known
Now I’m left here all alone
To manage things, but I’m doing fine.
The kids n me are better off
Without a man who’s will’s so soft
That he can’t leave his woman friend behind…
She’s your kind…

Something tells me a few years down the road
You’re gonna be a lookin' back and
Guilt will eat a hole into your heart.

You’ll get mad one to many times,
She’ll leave your sorry butt behind,
And you’ll be crying like I did at the start.

Trust me, It can get real bad
When kids grow up without their dad,
But things like this don’t matter to your heart.

And soon I’ll find another man, who’ll treat me better than you can, he’ll take your place,
And he can play your part.


Stupid me, I should have known
Now I’m left here all alone
To manage things, but I’m doing fine.
The kids n me are better off
Without a man who’s will’s so soft
That he can’t leave his woman friend behind…
She’s your kind…

Yes, she’s your kind…

A wine drinking, cigarette stinking, all night honkey tonkin'sneaking,cheap-dressed tatooed loser, she’s your kind.

Yes, she’s your kind.


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