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It was four in the morning'
When my blood started boiling'
Must have falling' on his head real young
Man, I could not believe it
After all that tequila
The palm of my hand got 'em drunk

It took two words
A list of his mistakes
Three southern belles
And a full tank
To get away from the mess I made
'Cause trusting' him was the price I paid

Now tell me
What you'd do
If mistreating' found its way to you
How long ya think you'd stay
If cheating' came round your way

If I
Told those brown eyed lies
Would it take you so long
To say goodbye
Tell me honey
What would you do
If trouble came knocking' back at you
Trouble
Knocking' back at you

Well if you found
A pair of random boots
Laying' next to my high heels
Ya would 'a been swinging'
Give mad a new meaning'
And probably end up in jail

What If I'd a come home
Running' wild
With a number written on my hand
Bet you wouldn't like it
Might just start a riot
You'd be trying' to strangle a man

Now tell me
What you'd do
If mistreating' found its way to you
How long ya think you'd stay
If cheating' came round your way

If I
Told those brown eyed lies
Would it take you so long to say goodbye
Tell me honey
What would you do
If trouble came knocking' back at you

Rather just be alone
You're nothing' but bad news
Rather stay at home
Than be stuck on you like your sorry tattoos

Now tell me
What you'd do
If mistreating' found its way to you
How long ya think you'd stay
If cheating' came round your way

If I
Told those brown eyed lies
Would it take you so long
To say goodbye
Tell me honey
What would you do
If trouble came knocking' back at you

Trouble yea

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