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She said that's it, I can't take it anymore
She started packin' all her things and headed for the door
If you don't change your ways, she said, me and you can't last
I said, baby
I said, baby, Baby
Don't let that door hit the ass
Now I'm thankin' the Lord, I'm thankin' you
And I'm thankin' my lucky stars, that we're through
Guess what I did
I found a younger, prettier version of you

I found a younger, prettier version of you
She don't bitch, she don't yell the way you used to do
She don't mind if I play my guitar all day long
Matter of fact, she kinda likes the sound of my song
I found a younger, prettier version of you
She don't laugh at all them things that I try to do

Now I'm thankin', the Lord, I'm thankin' you
And I'm thankin' my lucky stars, that we're through
Guess what I did
I found a younger, prettier version of you

She said, that's it, I can't take it anymore
She started packin' all her things and headed for the door
If you don't change the way she said, me and you can't last

I said, baby
I said, baby, Baby.
Don't let that door hit you in the ass
Now I'm thankin', the Lord, I'm thankin' you
And I'm thankin' my lucky stars, that we're through
Guess what I did
I found a younger, prettier version of you
I found a younger, prettier version of you
I found a younger, prettier version of you



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Writer(s): Brad Long
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