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pnslcs
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Posted - 07/01/2010 : 16:20:52
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The anthem of husbands and a good day at the flying field (Brad Paisley song reworded)...........
Well, I love her But I love to fly I spend all day out at this field And Hell is all I catch
But today she met me at the door Said, I would have to choose If I hit that fly’n field today She'd be packin' all her things and she'd be gone by noon
Well, I'm gonna miss her When I get home But right now I'm at this field And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Oh, lookie there, I get to fly
Now there's a chance that if I hurry I could beg her to stay That wind is right and the weather's perfect No tellin' what I might fly today
So I'm gonna miss her When I get home But right now I'm at this field And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Oh, lookie there, I get to fly Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Oh, lookie there and I get to fly |
I fly, therefore I crash |
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