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Stupid

de Clay Pirinha

She comes from silver spoons, golden rules, private school
Never miss Sunday church
And I come from blue-collar, low-dollar
Out here where concrete meets old red dirt

And I don't know what happened
But it sure don't add up on paper
But when I close my eyes late at nigth
You can bet I thank my Maker

She keeps on loving me
Loves me the way I am
She's not just along for the ride
She's my biggest fan
Lord, it's a little piece of heaven
When we lay down at nigth
She keeps on loving me
And I keep on wondering why

She's got a wicked smile, angel eyes
Every guy wanting to hold her close
She's as pretty as sin
Like the Sun sinking down
On a California coast

She keeps on loving me
Loves me the way I am
She's not just along for the ride
She's my biggest fan
Lord, it's a little piece of heaven
When we lay down at nigth
She keeps on loving me
And I keep on wondering why

Oh I, oh I, oh I
Don't know what happened
But it sure don't add up on paper
And as long she lets me
I'll take her wherever she
Wants me to take her

She keeps on loving me
Loves me the way I am
She's not just along for the ride
She's my biggest fan
And it's a little piece of heaven
When we lay down at nigth
She keeps on loving me
And I keep on wondering why

She keeps on loving me
And I keep on wondering why

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