Whitney Duncan
Whitney Duncan - The Bed That You Made songtekst
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Oh honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around, whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into What you did to me I'm doing back to you Honey, I'm going out tonight In my high heel boots and my jeans on tight Get my drinks for free, fill my appetite You'll be thinking 'bout me and I'll be out of your sight I bet you wished you could have stayed But like a little dog, you up and strayed How it feels to be feeling that way Lying in a bed that you made Lying in a bed that you made Oh sweet baby, you're a cheating kind You can say what you want but you can never lie You were out of the town and on the prowl Thinking that I wouldn't find out somehow Well baby, I got news for you Gonna show you how well I can do that too Gonna slap my hands, gonna shake my hips Gonna make you remember what you'll never forget I bet you wished you could have stayed But like a little dog you up and strayed How it feels to be feeling that way Lying in a bed that you made Lying in that bed I hope it's cold and rough there on your own And I hope you can't sleep You want me and I'll be gone, gone, gone, long gone Oh honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around, whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into In that kingsize bed for the king of fools I hope it's lonely, lonely to the bone Yeah, I hope it is And I hope you can't sleep And you want me and I'll be gone, gone, gone, long gone I bet you wished you could have stayed But like a little dog you up and strayed How it feels to be feeling that way Lying in a bed that you made Lying in a bed that you made Lying in a bed that you made Lying in a bed that you made Lying in that bed Goodnight, baby, sleep well