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Bill Of Goods

late Everybody else will have to wait in line I overestimated you You knew that I probably would We're so predictable We've been sold a bill of goods

be late Everybody else will have to wait in line I overestimated you You knew that I probably would We're so predictable We've been sold a bill of goods

you the way I do Gee, baby, ain?t I good to you There?s nothing in the world, too good for a girl that?s good and true Gee, baby, ain?t I good to you

No good man Lovin' all the no good things Never treats me as he should That ain't no good He's always bringing me down, he's no saint Heaven knows that

my pillow hold your warm tender body close to mine Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowin' soft against the window And make believe you love me just one more time for the good

conscience She did all she could for a while Then she picked up the pieces and she started livin' Now don't she look good when she smiles? Don't she look good

I'm sorry And I'm lyin' here tonight remembering the good Needing to hold you wishing I could Listening to your laughter echo through my mind Forgetting the bad times remembering the good

shake you, no how Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight through Sunday blues Good morning heartache Here we go again Good morning

I'M NOT THAT GOOD AT GOODBYE Writer Don Williams, Bob McDill Copyright 1973 I don't want to talk it over one more time No there's not much use in talkin