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Rachel Proctor - So Close lyrics
She gets in from work, takes off her coat Sits down hard and lights a smoke And slips off her shoes And she's thinkin' just how nice it'd be To have someone to rub her feet, and just talk to Her mamma, she don't understand Why she can't seem to find a man She says, "Are you even tryin'?" But it's true what they say about good men They're either gay, married, or just wanna be friends Makes a girl feel like crying Jaded, tired, and sick of the whole damn thing It just seems cruel to think that she might be So close Just three doors down and one floor up He pours some wine in a coffee cup And turns the TV on He tells himself it could be worse He's got his friends and he's got his work It ain't so bad alone But his younger brother's done got kids A dog, a cat, and a privacy fence And a pretty wife and bed with matching sheets And the kids call him uncle, and he's glad they do But it always hurts just a little bit too 'Cause lately he's afraid that's all he'll ever be Jaded, tired, and sick of the whole damn thing It just seems cruel to think that he might be So close The elevator stops, and they both get on But she's fumbling in her purse And he's on his phone And their eyes never even meet And it's sad to think they look so hard And it's all right there in that elevator car Umph, the irony So close |
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