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I Saw On Facebook That Mike Proposed Lyrics
I saw on Facebook that Mike proposed
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
I guess you think I don't know him, but I know him well
We grew up together girl, I got stories I could tell
But I guess you don't care, you get along with him well
And I guess you don't care, your mother's hearing wedding bells
I got the kinda job you figured I was never gonna have
Working for the phone company, it ain't half bad
I don't make a lot of money, but it ain't that bad
I still drink on the weekdays, but I ain't as bad
Girl I saw on Facebook that Mike proposed
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry ... don't marry him
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
We grew up together girl, I got stories I could tell
But I guess you don't care, you get along with him well
And I guess you don't care, your mother's hearing wedding bells
Working for the phone company, it ain't half bad
I don't make a lot of money, but it ain't that bad
I still drink on the weekdays, but I ain't as bad
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry ... don't marry him
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