8-Track

Well, food's on the table and the coffee's getting cold
 And I haven't eaten since I don't know when
 My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
 And I'm tearing down the highway again
 There's a little hideaway where my baby waits for me
 In a little cozy booth by the door
 I looked all around, but my baby had gone
 She just couldn't wait anymore
 My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
 About a girl that's done me wrong, yeah
 My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
 So come on, honey, sing along
 It's a Tennessee tradition to lose your inhibition
 So check your attitude at the door
 And hear this little tune that I wrote this afternoon
 And I won't bother you anymore
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 My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
 About a girl that's done me wrong
 My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
 So come on, honey, sing along
 My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
 About a girl that's done me wrong
 My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
 So come on, honey, sing along
 8-track
 My 8-track player of love
 My 8-track player of love
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 One more time