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I have been getting by on all the things I wanna do with you When I get home You know those other birds They were Never meant to be for me When I get home When I get home Drop what you're doing let it roll before I call When I get home Tell me stories of a nation soon to fall I ran out on old infidelity You will believe When I get home There are those day when I I feel as empty as a cup Time's tough When I am gone It gets so hard for me to try and find a good way down When I'm out of town But when I get home Drop what you're doing let it roll before I call When I get home Change into nothing take the pictures off your wall I ran out on old infidelity You will believe When I get home I have been getting by on all the things I wanna do with you When I get home You know those other birds They were Never meant to be for me When I get home When I get home Drop what you're doing let it roll before I call When I get home Tell me stories of a nation soon to fall I ran out on old infidelity You will believe When I get home When I get home |