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Clay Davidson - Plain Ol Pain Lyrics



Clay Davidson - Plain Ol Pain Lyrics




I got a good reason for bein` here
Drivin` by your house
Hopin` to catch a glimpse of you
Maybe talk our troubles out
Well, I`ve been makin` left turns round and round your block
Circling since Sunday evening at six o`clock
Well I know my behavior might seem a little strange
It`s got a lot to do with losing you
And plain ol` pain

I got a good reason for bein` here
Where the music`s loud
Hopin` to forget about you

And lookin` for a good time crowd
I think I`ll shoot some doubles
And sit here at the bar
Well I ain`t goin` nowhere
I gave the bartender my car

Well I know my behaviour might
seem a little strange
It`s got a lot to do with losing you
And plain ol` pain

Well, it`s a shootin`, stabbin`, gnawin`,
naggin`, grindin`, kind of hurt
An agonizing, mesmorizing
constant hell on earth
It`s plain ol` pain

I got a good reason for bein` here
Laying on this couch
For a hundred bucks an hour
I`m gonna sort my feelings out
The doctor says my problem is common but acute
And I won`t get any better
Until I talk to you.
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I got a good reason for bein` here
Drivin` by your house
Hopin` to catch a glimpse of you
Maybe talk our troubles out
Well, I`ve been makin` left turns round and round your block
Circling since Sunday evening at six o`clock
Well I know my behavior might seem a little strange
It`s got a lot to do with losing you
And plain ol` pain

I got a good reason for bein` here
Where the music`s loud
Hopin` to forget about you

And lookin` for a good time crowd
I think I`ll shoot some doubles
And sit here at the bar
Well I ain`t goin` nowhere
I gave the bartender my car

Well I know my behaviour might
seem a little strange
It`s got a lot to do with losing you
And plain ol` pain

Well, it`s a shootin`, stabbin`, gnawin`,
naggin`, grindin`, kind of hurt
An agonizing, mesmorizing
constant hell on earth
It`s plain ol` pain

I got a good reason for bein` here
Laying on this couch
For a hundred bucks an hour
I`m gonna sort my feelings out
The doctor says my problem is common but acute
And I won`t get any better
Until I talk to you.
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Writer: JIMMY ALAN STEWART, TIM J. NICHOLS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group




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