Sticking Around
(Mary McBride, Greg Beshers)
you can tell me that you're tired of this
the rocking and rolling is making you sick
you can keep your eyes on the door
but my feet won't move from this spot on the floor
you can tell me you never cared at all
you can tell me you always expected a fall
you can put my head on the ground
but baby baby baby
I'm sticking around
you can tell me that you like other girls
philly's got a head of crazy blonde curls
nashville's got a thing for your eyes
topeka's so young she'll make you wise
you can tell me that I'm not the only one
who will love you when the sun comes up
you can keep on looking in every town
but baby baby baby
i'm sticking around
are you looking for a stranger to let you win
hidden in the dark like an age old hymn
someone who won't know like I do
someone who feels so simple and new
yeah that would be an easy way to go
you've lost a little time and all your hope
but think about giving it one more round
cause baby baby baby
i'm sticking around
yeah I'm sticking around
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