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Blood
Yeah... yeah... Husband at the tire shop, grease on his hands Slips out the back, has a different set of plans Comes home stinking of perfume and lies Wife a bank teller, counting bills with her thighs Smiles at the window, takes a number, takes a man Closes out her drawer then opens hers again Cheating and bleeding, both spreading the same Tire shop husband, bank teller shame Drug resistant in Chickasha like tears in the rain One man’s mistake turned a whole town to pain yeah, yeah Both cheating and bleeding It’s in the blood just the same na-na Husband caught it raw from a north side fling Brought it home like a damned souvenir ring Wife took the gift, passed it down the line Teller by day, hooker by night, showing the signs He sits on the jack, stares at the lift Feels his body slow, feels his future shift She counts the money, body count too Neither one saying, blood work they knew Now the husband coughs, tires stacking high Can’t lift the wrench, can’t look them in the eyes Still smiling at the window, still taking the cash Sleeping around, with a wink and a flash Redneck buddies laugh, don’t know the score Trailer house talking but the truth’s next door One shop, one bank, one sickness in the blood Cheaters dying while the whole town burns down Both cheating and bleeding, both have the stain Tire shop husband, a bank teller’s shame Closes out her drawer then opens it again Drug resistant in Chickasha like tears in the rain One man’s mistake turned a whole town to pain yeah, yeah Both cheating, both bleeding - na-na Both cheating, bleeding, It’s in the blood just the same Tire shop husband, a bank teller’s shame
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