Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Mark Chesnutt
Have you ever stared down in the bottom of a coffee cup
And discovered that you got no reason staying up
Right at the moment when
The caffine is kickin' in
So you break down and give an old girlfriend a call
Then after two hours of hearing her mindless talk
You remember what you dumped her for
And you wish you hadn't opened that door
I do it and I don't know why
Hate to admit it but I think that I
Got something rollin' round loose inside
That never was screwed down tight
I don't know why I do it
But I do it all the time
Have you ever worked hard
To line your pockets with dough
Then let a little girl and love start burning a hole
Knowing that she'll break your heart
And max out your credit cards
I do it and I don't know why
Hate to admit it but I think that I
Got something rollin' round loose inside
That never was screwed down tight
No, I don't know why I do it
But I do it all the time
Have you ever fallin' for a girls thinkin' she's the one
And you get a funny feeling that your ramblin' days are done
You can tell she loves you so much
You have to go and screw it up
I do it and I don't know why
Hate to admit it but I think that I
Got something rollin' round loose inside
That never was screwed down tight
No, I don't know why I do it
I do it, I do it, I do it
I do it and I don't know why
I got a habit of wreckin' my life
Keep leaning left when I want to go right
You know it isn't like I haven't tried
I don't know why I do it
But I do it all the time
(Why do it, Don't know why I do it)
I don't know why I do it
But I do it all the time...