Reba McEntire & Kenny Chesney - Every Other Weekend lyrics

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Every other Friday<br />

It's toys and clothes and backpacks<br />

Is everybody in? Okay, let's go see Dad<br />

Same time in the same spot<br />

Corner of the same old parking lot<br />

Half the hugs and kisses, they are always sad<br />

<br />

We trade a couple words<br />

And looks and kids again<br />

Every other weekend<br />

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Every other weekend, very few exceptions<br />

I pick up the love we made in both my arms<br />

It's movies on the sofa<br />

Grilled cheese and cut the crust off<br />

But that's not the way Mom makes it<br />

Daddy breaks my heart<br />

<br />

I miss everything<br />

I used to have with her again<br />

Every other weekend<br />

<br />

I can't tell her I love her<br />

(I can't tell him I love him)<br />

'Cause there's too many questions<br />

And ears in the car<br />

<br />

So I don't tell him I miss him<br />

(I don't tell her I need her)<br />

She's over me, that's where we are<br />

So we're as close as we might ever be again<br />

Every other weekend<br />

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Every other Saturday, first thing in the morning<br />

I turn the TV on to make the quiet go away<br />

I know why, but I don't know<br />

Why we ever let this happen<br />

Fallin' for forever was a big mistake<br />

<br />

There's so much not to do<br />

And all day not to do with him<br />

Every other weekend<br />

<br />

Every other Sunday I empty out my backseat<br />

While my children hug their mother in the parking lot<br />

We don't touch, we don't talk much<br />

Maybe goodbye to each other<br />

As she drives away with every piece of heart I got<br />

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I re-convince myself<br />

We did the right thing<br />

Every other weekend<br />

<br />

I can't tell her I love her<br />

(I can't tell him I love him)<br />

'Cause there's too many questions<br />

And ears in the car<br />

<br />

So I don't tell him I miss him<br />

(I don't tell her I need her)<br />

She's over me, that's where we are<br />

We're as close as we might ever be again<br />

Every other weekend<br />

<br />

Yeah, for fifteen minutes<br />

We're family again<br />

God, I wish that he was still with me again<br />

Every other weekend