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The Ultimatum Written By, Marci Hanshue Copyright July 29, 2000 |
He gave her an ultimatum today Drank his coffee, then forgot to shave He said, "Things have got to change with us, Or I can't see me staying here this way" chorus She said, "What do I need to change, what do I need to do? I don't know anything else to be, you see-- I've spent half my life with you And ain't it funny, it used to be good enough. Ain't it funny, I used to be good enough to love." She drove him to work, after he enlightened her In his wrinkled shirt Corrected her rear-view mirrors & caught her sadness Looking back at her Now she knows she's not a stupid girl Just easily impressionable Does she see herself through his eyes Or through a tiny peephole to her world? repeat chorus She's known him well and long enough So she shows he hurts the ones he loves...the most But there's really no excuse for it She's had enough...she's ready to let go |
She wasn't there to meet him after work, You shoulda saw the look of sadness on his face He knew he'd miss the smile she'd always smile While giving him her forgiving embrace But then...he gave her an ultimatum today... |
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She's Got Baggage Written by Marci Hanshue Copyright April 1999 |
She...carries...it...from town to town The trench is deep from where it drags the ground You're eyein' her from across the room Lookin' like you're gonna make your move soon Cause she looks so good from afar And at your angle you can't see any scars... Might be wishful thinkin' on your part |
Chorus Cause she's got baggage baby So heavy...you can' t even lift it She's troubled... Don't be the one, don't be the one Who's gotta sift through it |
Many a man have went down this way Tryin' to be strong 'neath all that weight But sooner or later it becomes to much They fall to their knees with that final soft touch And through it all one question gets asked "Just who the hell taught her to pack?" |
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You think your love will make things right Especially the love you made last night But there's more to her than meets the eye... Ya, you think your love will make things right But this ain't no fanny pack, baby It's about 3 or 4 pieces of Samsonite Repeat Chorus Ya she's got baggage baby... |