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Rascal Flatts Miscellaneous Mrs. Steven Rudy I get up on Sunday, 'bout 8:15 Just to get the paper, that I never read 'Cause I know she'll be there, barely in her robe Sittin' on her front porch Paintin' on her toes Her husband's always on the road Chorus: And Mrs. Steven Rudy You don't know what you do to me Every night I dream one day of being with you And Mrs. Steven Rudy Your the neighbourhood of beauty but your wedding ring's as ugly as your husband is to you Sometimes Mrs. Rudy calls crying late at night Cause her and Mr. Ugly had another fight We talk a while, I hear her smile And when she says thank-you I tell her that she's welcome, like any friend would do Chorus Imagination, Infatuation, I'm what she deserves I wonder if she, thinks about me, The way I think about her Chorus X2 Mrs. Rudy That wedding ring's as ugly to me As your husband is to you |
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