Correction Lyrics A Young Felon Dates an Old Woman by Ian Noe

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Well I'd get her cane from the car
She'd never asked me to, I just knew she couldn't walk that far
Without it she was bound to scar
And in the store we'd stand
Goin' over the discounts hand-in-hand
And the people would stare
She'd look 'em right in the eye and say, "What do you care?

That was my lady
A World War Two baby
She put her house up to save me
And kept me out of the can
You know I was her kind of man

Well I'd pack it all in the house
And get the traps out to catch some mouse
She'd been swearin' was crawlin' on the counter at night
But it wasn't so
No, we caught that mouse many moons ago
Yet nevertheless
Had to set every one, it was for our best

That was my lady
A World War Two baby
A little high-strung and crazy
A bit hard to understand
You know I was her kind of man
Well the night time was worst of all
She'd get up, you know she'd always fall
And I could hear her crashin' 'round the carpet in pain
I never made no fuss
I'd just flip the light on, remind her where she was
And take her to p*ss
Now if that ain't love, then tell me just what is

That was my lady
A World War Two baby
She's crawlin' right up to eighty
She's got me down on the plan
You know I was her kind of man

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