| | Eight Crazy Hours (In the Story of Love) Lyrics Artist(Band):Reba Mcentire
It was somethin' as simple as makin' the bed That kicked off the voice inside her head She was smoothin' the sheet with the palm of her hand When the thought struck home I don't know who I am And she sat cross-legged on the bedroom floor And thought there's three people in this house That don't need me anymore And she cried like a baby in a pile of dirty clothes Chorus 1: Oh, should I be more carefree Should I be more sexy Should I be more friend than Mom And the dryer was buzzin' and the TV was blarin' And she wanted to call her Mama It was somethin' as simple as checkin' in To that cheap motel out on Highway 10 Was it the sting of leavin' or usin' her maiden name That took all of the fun out of runnin' away And she cried like a baby in the tub of room 5 Chorus 2: Oh, should I be more carefree Should I be more sexy Should I be more friend than Mom And her head was buzzin' and the TV was blarin' And she wanted to call her husband It was somethin' as simple as pickin' up the kids That brought her back to earth again She'd been to the dark side of the moon And she had to keep it to herself She grabbed a bucket of chicken for supper Chorus 2: Oh but she looked more carefree And she looked more sexy And she looked more friend than Mom The table talk, it was buzzin' and the TV, it was blarin' And they all sat and laughed at each other It was somethin' as simple as not givin' up And eight crazy hours in the story of love If you find some error in Eight Crazy Hours (In the Story of Love) Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Jens Hooge for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Eight Crazy Hours (In the Story of Love) The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Reba Mcentire" Music | |
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