I been run down, I been lied to I
don't know why I let that mean woman
make me a fool
She took all my money Wrecked my
new car Now she's with one of my
good time buddies They're drinking in
some crosstown bar
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel Like
I been tied to the whipping post Tied
to the whipping post Tied to the whipping
post Good lord, I feel like I'm dying
My friends tell me that I've been
such a fool And I have to stand by and
take it baby All for loving you
Drown myself in sorrow And I look
at what you've done But nothing seems
to change The bad times stay the same And
I can't run
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