Glad that I ain't used to her no more
Glad that I ain't used to her no more
She always burned my bacon
And she could never shut a door
And I'm glad that I ain't used to her no more
I wish I wasn't used to her back then
I wish I wasn't used to her back then
Could've picked a good girl who did not crave other men
And I wish I wasn't used to her back then
When I start gettin' used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
I want to run and hide
Like a kitten up a tree
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
When I start gettin' used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please
Glad that I ain't used to her no more
She always burned my bacon
And she could never shut a door
And I'm glad that I ain't used to her no more
I wish I wasn't used to her back then
I wish I wasn't used to her back then
Could've picked a good girl who did not crave other men
And I wish I wasn't used to her back then
When I start gettin' used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
I want to run and hide
Like a kitten up a tree
When I get used to her, I'm sick of me
When I start gettin' used to her
I get down on my knees
Say "Lord I know not what I do"
Forgive and help me please
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