EVERY THIRD MONDAY LYRICS

Lyrics - Sammy Kershaw Biography - Sammy Kershaw Lyrics - Every Third Monday Lyrics  :: ::Biography  :: Albums  :: Lyrics Every Third Monday Lyrics Artist(Band):Sammy Kershaw Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics  Send "Every Third Monday" Ringtones to Cell  He drives to Charlotte, every third Monday, and checks into the Twelve Oaks Motel. He calls it business, and he calls the number of a woman he knows all too well. Every third Monday when his wife packs his suitcase, he looks her straight in the eye. Every third Monday he finds a new way to tell her that same old lie. Back home in Atlanta, in a cafe for lovers, she slips off her gold wedding ring. To a stranger in a back booth, she whispers I'd love to. Two can play at this old cheatin' game. Every third Monday, she packs his suitcase, she looks him straight in the eye. Every third Monday, she finds a new way to tell him that same old lie. Every third Monday, he finds a new way to tell her that same old lie.  Send "Every Third Monday" Ringtones to Cell  If you find some error in Every Third Monday Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Every Third Monday 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. Your Name: Your Email: (Notes: Your name and email will be published if you input them) Review about Every Third Monday ------ Performed by Sammy Kershaw Please enter a title for your review: ------ 12/04/2009 Type your review in the space below:   Download "Sammy Kershaw" Music

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