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Getting Over Him (with Jon Pardi) Lyrics
Heard from a friend of a friend that you had a reputation
And it sounded like my kind of lonely medication
I was the girl he'd cheat on, looking for a little bit of neon
So I got drunk, hit you up and you took the invitation
We were dive bar kissing, heartbreak fixing
No strings Saturday night
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just my 'getting-over-him guy'
I was getting over him
Heard from a friend of a friend that you had a bad month, girl
You said that you needed someone who liked to have a little fun, girl
Turns out that's my specialty, cooked you up a good recipe
Denim on denim, forget him, yeah we lit it up, girl
We were dive bar kissing, heartbreak fixing
No strings Saturday night
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just your 'getting-over-him guy'
Yeah, you were getting over him
I was getting over him
Girl, I can be your go to
Hold you, saviour
Let me know if I can ever
Return the favour
We were dive bar kissing, heartbreak fixing
No strings, Saturday night (Oh yeah)
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just my 'getting-over-him' guy
And it sounded like my kind of lonely medication
I was the girl he'd cheat on, looking for a little bit of neon
So I got drunk, hit you up and you took the invitation
No strings Saturday night
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just my 'getting-over-him guy'
You said that you needed someone who liked to have a little fun, girl
Turns out that's my specialty, cooked you up a good recipe
Denim on denim, forget him, yeah we lit it up, girl
No strings Saturday night
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just your 'getting-over-him guy'
I was getting over him
Hold you, saviour
Let me know if I can ever
Return the favour
No strings, Saturday night (Oh yeah)
Hot like a match that burned out fast
Forever wasn't in our eyes
You knew it, and I knew it
And it was a damn good time
My last call, first call, no falling
Just my 'getting-over-him' guy
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Submitted by
aj96 On Jun 16, 2021
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