Keb' Mo' - One More Last Chance Lyrics
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One More Last Chance
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What Are The Lyrics For One More Last Chance By Keb' Mo'?
She was standing at the front door
When I came home last night A good book in her left hand And a rollin' pin in the right She said you've come home for the last time With whiskey on your breath If you don't listen to my preachin' boy I'm goin' to have to beat you half to death Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" I know I drive you crazy baby It's the best that I can do We're just some good ol' boys, a makin' noise I ain't a runnin' 'round on you Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" First she hid my glasses 'Cause she knows that I can't see She said you ain't goin' nowhere boy 'Til you spend a little time with me Then the boys called from the honky tonk Said there's a party goin' on down here Well she might've took my car keys But she forgot about my old John Deere So give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" I know I drive you crazy baby It's the best that I can do We're just some good ol' boys, a makin' noise I ain't a runnin' 'round on you Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" I know I drive you crazy baby It's the best that I can do We're just some good ol' boys, a makin' noise I ain't a runnin' 'round on you Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" Give me just a one more last chance Before you say, "We're through" |
Who Wrote One More Last Chance By Keb' Mo'?
Gary Nicholson, Vince Gill
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