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Mark Chesnutt:Numbers on the Jukebox
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(Mark Chesnutt, Roger Springer, Slugger Morrissette)
I can't recall how many times she said she'd never leave
Or the times she swore the only one for her, was me
But the angel I was counting on has all but disappeared
And the only trace of her that's left, I find each night in there.
Chorus:
Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on
There's a little bit of her in every hurtin� song
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox.
--- Instrumental---
B-11 takes me back to the first dance we shared
And A-14 reveals the truth, she never cared
One by one they're telling all the stories of my past
And why the love I thought could never die
Lies here behind this glass.
Chorus:
'Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on
There's a little bit of her in every hurtin� song
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox.
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox...
I can't recall how many times she said she'd never leave
Or the times she swore the only one for her, was me
But the angel I was counting on has all but disappeared
And the only trace of her that's left, I find each night in there.
Chorus:
Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on
There's a little bit of her in every hurtin� song
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox.
--- Instrumental---
B-11 takes me back to the first dance we shared
And A-14 reveals the truth, she never cared
One by one they're telling all the stories of my past
And why the love I thought could never die
Lies here behind this glass.
Chorus:
'Now she's just numbers on the jukebox that I lean on
There's a little bit of her in every hurtin� song
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox.
I used to hate the thought of her �til her memory I forgot
Now I pay to bring her back
'Cause she's just numbers on the jukebox...
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