| James Roberts - Forget About Him | |
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Forget About Him Girl on my block Really paid her dues. The look in her eyes Says nothing left to lose Got a man doing time In the Kingston pen, Said shed go for a visit But she didnt say when, And the girls come around On a Saturday night, They talk behind her back They say it aint right, She should forget about him, Yeah, forget about him In the heat of the night I see her walking on home, She stops at the mailbox She looks so alone. I hear your mans doing time Hes out in five to ten. says you count pretty good And she takes out a pen. Why dont you come around On a Saturday night. And we can lie on our backs And stare off into the night. And just forget about him. Yeah forget about him. It wont mean a thing If you dont want it to Dont go talking about it. if you know whats good for you . Five to ten Becomes three and a half. And when the kids drive by They all start to laugh. Did you hear the one About the prisoners wife. He got out early Now shes doing life. Seems he came home On a Saturday night. Got one last look Before she twisted the knife. You can forget about him Yeah, forget about him Well I didnt see a thing But between me and you, You get pushed too far You do what you got to do |
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