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She said she didn't love him,
And maybe she never really did
She could move back to her mommas
And they could split time with the kids
She just noticed, her first touch of grey
She don't want to wait, not one more day
This ain't no practice life
We only get one shot
And our love ain't through, hey
It's all we've got
And nobody goes around twice,
'cause this ain't no practice life
There's sixty hours on his time card,
And it's only Thursday night
His kids are growin' up without him,
And he's about to lose his wife
So he puts down the papers, and he picks up the 'phone
He says: "Son, tell your Momma: I'm a'comin' home"
It ain't no practice life
We only get one shot
And our love ain't through, hey
It's all we've got
And nobody goes around twice,
'cause this ain't no practice life
So much to do, with so little time
That clock on the wall's gonna rob us half-blind
It ain't no practice life
We only get one shot
And our love ain't through, hey
It's all we've got
And nobody goes around twice,
'cause this ain't no practice life
It ain't no practice life
We only get one shot
And our love ain't through, hey
It's all we've got
And nobody goes around twice,
'cause this ain't no practice life
This ain't no practice life
Yeah, it ain't no practice life |
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