(Cindy WilsonRicky WilsonKeith Strickland)



Flying saucers could land

ANd it wouldn't make much difference to my man

I could walk aboard and thank the Lord

And leave this damn town in seconds flat

Check my bags and never come back



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Oh, our love is

Like a fuse that's burned out

Oh, our love is

Like a fuse that's burned out



Oh, I've been unkind

Not like you

Ain't I ashamed

Being misused



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I liked your Chevy Duster

I liked your brand new trailer

I liked your color TV

But you looked at that color TV

More than me

More than me



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