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As Good As Any Place
I had been in town about a month or so And I was thinking ‘bout settling down After fifty years of always on the go This was as good as any place that I had found I’ve had a lifetime full of one night stands And dates I bought working on the street The longest relationship I have ever been in Would be with the next girl that I meet I met this widowed lady She seemed to be real nice After years of grieving her long lost husband She was ready to end her lonely nights Then her twenty-five year old daughter Came to my room that day She said, “I’d really appreciate it Mister If you’d listen to what I have to say” She said, “I think my Momma loves you And I think I can see why But I think you’re nothing but trouble And I don’t want to see my Momma cry “So, I’d like to make you an offer To keep you out of my Momma’s bed If you promise to be on your way again I’ll offer you me instead” I’d like to say that I grew a conscience I’d like to say I found my mortal soul But to a fifty year old withered man Her body was like a big pot of gold We made love in the early evening We made love again at midnight We made love when the morning sunshine Provided the first rays of light We made love again in the afternoon We stayed in bed all day But at the end of twenty-four hours Again I was on my way So, I might be headed to your home town I might be looking to settle down I might be hoping that the next place I find Is as good as any place that I have found
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