Nashville Pussy
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Nashville Pussy
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Took a gun in hand to squeeze my heart
You laughed when I said to go
The grip got tighter and me and you decided
That our love was sewn
I should've known
Baby, you still weren't grown
Gonna hitchhike down to Cincinnati
Kick the shit outta your drunk Daddy
Well I'm not nice, now, baby
I'm just too lazy to be mean
Momma said, "Son, go get a good woman"
But I grabbed the first thing I seen
I should've known
Yeah, you still weren't grown
Gonna hitchhike down to Cincinnati
Kick the shit outta your drunk Daddy
Guitar
Well, I'm so tired of proving you wrong
Every goddamn day
Gonna find the man that started it all
And make that fucker pay
I should've known
Yeah, you still weren't grown
Gonna hitchhike down to Cincinnati
Kick the shit outta your drunk Daddy