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I don't go to church as much as I should And I ain't been to see my mama as often as I could I been partying too much and stayin' out too late And according to the circuit judge I'm a no good reprobate That may be true, so I don't have a clue Tell me what did I do to deserve this This high, this sile, this kinda love I'm in I know I'm a long way from perfect But she ways she likes me just the way I am I can't believe it, it makes me nervous What did I do to deserve this? Was she lookin' for a challenge or some diamond in the rough Or she'd like the kind of guy that needs a little tuning up? was it my blue eyes that got her or my backwoods southern draw Or the way I play this ole guitar that got that girl to fall Or could it be she just got it bad for me? Tell me what did I do to deserve this This high, this smile, this kinda love I'm in I know I'm a long way from perfect But she says she likes me just the way I am I can't believe it, it makes me nervous What did I do to deserve this? I don't dress up in Armani, I ain't got no Maserati So why she lookin' at me like I'm her sugar daddy I'm broke Tell m what did I do to deserve this? This high, this smile, this kinda love I'm in I know I'm a long way from perfect But she says she likes me just the way I am Well, I can't believe it, it makes me nervous What did I do? Hell, I wish I knew What did I do to deserve this? Man, that's my girl Get in this Pontiac |
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