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Parallel bars Lyrics

Parallel bars by Robbie Fulks  

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Parallel bars Well, she's got a temper like a Texas storm, my will's strong as brick
Sometimes when we wanna get along, we both gotta get apart quick.
Well, we'd take our troubles on the town to mend, but the town's too small for that
So we take our stools and we just pretend we don't know where the other one's at.

Parallel bars, one at my feet, one on the opposite side of the street
Where two hearts that just can't meet hide 'til the heartache's gone
We had words, we let fly, he took the low road and so did I
Straight downtown, and now here we are, working it out in parallel bars.

Don't think I'm not thinking 'bout your sweet face while I knock this 8-ball 'round
While I'm across Main gettin' yours erased, every highball I knock down.
But about midnight, when the storm has blown, and the beer's worn down our pride
We're gonna be makin' tracks back home and makin' up side by side.



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