You look like you've been through hell
But came back clean on the other side
Oh, I know I didn't treat you well
But you'll be treated like a queen
Tonight
So darlin', won't you lie back
And just let an old flame warm you
I know I'm not the same me
And lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things
And I swear that we won't come back
You're about as pretty as those
Washington lilacs
I roll up with a killer in my hand
And I'll never claim to be
Better than I am
You look like a killer in that dress
So I guess my aim is to be your man
So darlin', won't you lie back
And just let an old flame warm you
I know I'm not the same me
And lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things
And I swear that we won't come back
You're about as pretty as those
Washington lilacs
So darlin', won't you lie down and
Let an old flame warm you
I know I'm not the same me
And lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things
And I swear that we won't come back
You're about as pretty as those
Washington lilacs
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