Текст песни BROOKS & DUNN - Deny, Deny, Deny
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Текст песни BROOKS & DUNN - Deny, Deny, Deny
(Kix Brooks/Bob DiPiero)That wasn't me at a quarter to three back in our backyardTearing up the roses and the home grown tomatoes in my new carThose bottles in the driveway and the bottles in the hallWell I don't know where they came fromIt must be burglars in the neighborhood( )I sure hope they catch those bumsI know you've got your own version of the truthThere's only three things left now I can doDeny, Deny, DenyWell I was allegedly dropped By a truck stop waitress at our front doorNow who you gonna believeYour sweet lovin' daddy or those lying eyes of yoursThat lipstick on my collarThat you found this morning well that's not lipstick at allI was just in a hurry to get back to you honeyHad myself a little fallOh yeah you've got your own version of the truthThere's only three things left now I can doDeny, Deny, DenyOh please don't answer the phoneHey ain't it great being home and alone like thisThat cigarette voice asking for her big boyWhy should I know who that isYeah I know it looks bad butYou're lookin' at a victim of a circumstance or twoOh what is it now seems like nothing I do ever pleases you1st CHORUSDeny, deny, deny