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Clint Black – Nobody's Home lyrics
Move slowly to my dresser drawers
Put my blue jeans on
Find my cowboy boots, my button down
Strap my timepiece on my arm
Grab my billfold, my pocket change
Just a mindless old routine
Then it's out the door and down the street
But it's not really me
I still comb my hair the same
Still like the same cologne
And I still drive that pickup truck
That the same old bank still owns
But since you left, everybody says
I'm not the guy they've known
The lights are on, but nobody's home
Cup of coffee in the morning
Just food for the brain
But I've been numb since our last goodbye
I haven't felt a thing
But now there's pains in my head
And pains in my chestand I think I'm losing my hair
I'm a half a man with half a mind
To think you didn't care
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