LYRIC
You could see right through her smile to the inside
Bare legs in the bed all freezing cold
And the last chance about as long as this dirt road [Chorus] So where you keep that good stuff hid?
She only falls for the medicine men
She's a hundred pages of lies, a thousand clean
Just like a dream [Verse 2] Well she screams tonight the stand is skintight
And she lives that way but it fades in the dim light
She steps through the yard and takes a drink to feel the heat
And I'm dead grass, I asked and she walked all over me [Chorus] So where you keep that good stuff hid?
She only falls for the medicine men
She's a hundred pages of lies told with ease
And I believe [Instrumental] [Chorus] So where you keep that good stuff hid?
She only falls for the medicine men
She's a hundred pages of lies with eyes to clean
Just like a dream
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