Panties in Your Purse chords by Drive-By Truckers
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Saw you standing in the hallway, red plastic
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Cup, and one of those big long
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Cigarettes
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You asked me if I could
play you some Dylan
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I said "Dylan who?" you told
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me to kiss your ass
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I apologized,
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but you could tell I didn't
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Mean it by the way I rolled my eyes
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And when you said it
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wasn't me it was you
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Somehow I knew you were gonna tell me
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Interlude 1
why
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Verse 2
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Stuff was flying out of the window
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Falling and breaking on the pave
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ment underneath
He's screaming at you,
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red faced and fuming
Verse 3
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He'd come home early,
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parked his car way up the street
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You had your stockings in your hand,
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panties in your purse
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It was ten a.m. and all the
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neighbors heard
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Him calling you a whore and a tramp
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You just stood there while your heels sank into the warm
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wet
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ground
Interlude 2
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Verse 4
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He got a lawyer, you got a bottle
He got the children and you
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moved in with your mama
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She fixes breakfast and
lets you use her car
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She don't care how late you call to
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tell her where you are
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Ya'll still fight and she still nags you some
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But somehow it's different now than
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when you were young
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It's your own damn fault
you been threw hell
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For one reason or another, somehow she kinda blames herself
Outro 1
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Panties in Your Purse
Drive-By Truckers
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