REBA MCENTIRE - Eight Crazy Hours lyrics

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It was somethin' as simple<br />

As makin' the bed<br />

That kicked off the voice<br />

Inside her head<br />

She was smoothin' the sheet<br />

With the palm of her hand<br />

When the thought struck home<br />

"I don't know who I am"<br />

<br />

And she sat cross-legged<br />

On the bedroom floor<br />

And thought<br />

There's 3 people in this house<br />

That don't need me anymore<br />

And she cried like a baby<br />

In a pile of dirty clothes<br />

<br />

Oh, should I be more care free<br />

Should I be more sexy<br />

Should I be more friend, than mom<br />

And the dryer was buzzin'<br />

And the TV was blarin'<br />

And she wanted to call her mother<br />

<br />

It was somethin' as simple<br />

As checkin' in to that cheap motel<br />

Out on Highway 10<br />

Was it the sting of leavin'<br />

Or usin' her maiden name<br />

That took all of the fun<br />

Out of runnin' away<br />

And she cried like a baby<br />

In the tub of room 5<br />

<br />

Oh, should I be more care free<br />

Should I be more sexy<br />

Should I be more friend, than mom<br />

And her head was buzzin'<br />

And the TV was blarin'<br />

And she wanted to call her husband<br />

<br />

It was somethin' as simple<br />

As pickin' up the kids<br />

That her back to Earth again<br />

She'd been to the dark side of the moon<br />

She had to keep it to herself<br />

So she grabbed Kentucky Fried Chicken<br />

For supper<br />

<br />

Oh, but she looked more care free<br />

And she looked more sexy<br />

And she looked more friend than mom<br />

And the table talk was buzzin'<br />

And the TV, it was blarin'<br />

And they all sat and laughed at each other<br />

<br />

It was somethin' as simple<br />

As not givin' up<br />

And eight crazy hours<br />

In the story of love<br /><br />