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Medley Spilled Perfume Let That Pony Run All The Good Ones Are Gone - Pam Tillis
I ain't even gonna ask you
I can read you like a book
Girl if I ever saw one that's
I can't believe I did that look
You look like something
That the cat ** in
So I won't kick you while you're down
Just let me tell you friend to friend
About a block I've been around
Did you really think last night would
Last forever
Did you really think that guy
Hung the moon
Right now you hate yourself 'cause
You knew better
But there's no use crying over
Spilled perfume
No use crying over
No use crying over
No use crying over spilled perfume
La
Mary was married with children
Had the perfect suburban life
Till her husband came clean
With the help of Jim beam
Confessed all his sins one night
Said he'd fallen in love with a barmaid
Said she made him feel reckless and young
And when he was through
What else could she do
She just let that pony run
And you do what you gotta do
And you know what you know
Hang on till you can't hang on
Then you learn to let go
And you get what you need sometimes
When it's all said and done
You do what you gotta do
Then you let that pony run
Let that pony run
Oh yeah
She'll turn thirty-four this weekend
She'll go out with her girlfriends
Drink some margaritas
Cut up and carry on
There'll be guys
And there'll be come ons
She'll probably get hit on
But she thinks
All the good ones are gone
She's got friends down at the office
And she can't help but notice
That when the day is over
How they all hurry home
Every day there's guys she works with
Even some she flirts with
It seems like
All the good ones are gone
And her mama called this morning
Said I'm worried about my baby
I wish you had a family of your own
She said mom it's not that easy
Well you make it sound so simple
But you can't take the first man
That comes along
She'll turn thirty-four this weekend
She'll go out with her girlfriends
Drink some margaritas
Cut up
Carry on
Oh yeah
