Still there's something 'bout men that I don't understand
They're always leaving wherever they've been
Brush it off with a shrug, I don't know much about love
Still I give it a try now and then
Saddle up and ride on down
Maybe when the tide comes out
Come and find me
Waiting on the street where we met
Haven't found the time to forget
Funny what we lose, yeah when we bet
★Blush-Orville Peck★
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