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C F C G7 C I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door C G7 C It's late and all the barrooms are closing F C I start walking down the street towards my car F C And temptation overtakes me when my conscience says go home D7 G7 I head that way but never get that far C G7 F C Up ahead if I turn right the road to take me home D7 G7 But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more F C F At an address I keep hidden cause our moments are forbidden C F C G7 C But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door G7 F C Up ahead if I turn right the road to take me home D7 G7 But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more F C F At an address I keep hidden cause our moments are forbidden C F C G7 C But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door
Written by Dallas Frazier
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