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Salina Sias
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Midnight On a Thursday
And they said don't bother the man with a woman by his side Leave them playing the game that satisfies the mind But it's about time I tried to be a little unkind Things are slow back at home I could use a new place to go
And they said please, honey, is that whiskey in your drink? You can't make a good boy change his mind in a week So, I poured me another round of the Jameson I found And I said she 'ain't got no purdy little diamond ring
He's like a candy-colored bone to an ill-tempered hound Who sinks her teeth into flesh, she likes a big, juicy mess And if that's what I have to be I'll be the bitch he marries at twenty-three
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It's getting close to midnight on a Thursday, baby And if you get it right, it's like a Sunday morning When you're thinkin' 'bout church, you just have to confess A new religion is worth every second of his breath And you're lyin' on the bed, tellin' him this is how it is Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Keep me happy, off the street, I want a big, fat ring, and I'll be singing like a queen every night of the week With a little something sweet on Thursday
And I grabbed that Irish whiskey by the long neck of the bottle It was nearly empty, but just enough to please And, it's about time a lady became a woman inside I took it slow; he didn't know I'd be making his place my home And I said, please, honey, can you finish my drink? I can't make it home alone after one sip of this neat So, he poured me another around of the Jameson I found And he said, keep me company
You're like a sweet-flavored, red-velvet cake with a twist It's a complicated mix of them Mexican limes And if that's what you're gonna be I'll be your bitch at thirty-three
(Repeat Chorus)
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