I've been run down
I've been lied to
I don't know why I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money
Wrecks my new car
Now she's with one of my good time buddies, they're drinkin' in some cross town bar
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me
That I've been such a fool
And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you
I drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you've done
Nothin' seems to change, bad times stay the same and I can't run
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
I've been lied to
I don't know why I let that mean woman make me a fool
She took all my money
Wrecks my new car
Now she's with one of my good time buddies, they're drinkin' in some cross town bar
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
My friends tell me
That I've been such a fool
And I have to stand by and take it baby, all for lovin' you
I drown myself in sorrow
As I look at what you've done
Nothin' seems to change, bad times stay the same and I can't run
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I've been tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Tied to the whipping post
Good Lord I feel like I'm dyin'
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