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    Tammy Cochran »

    Tammy Cochran What Kind Of Woman Would I Be текст песни

    What Kind Of Woman Would I Be

    (Angela Hurt/Kerry Phillips)

    Every time you hurt me, it’s the same old thing.

    I wipe away my tears, sit down in front of the mirror,

    And fix my face.

    That’s when you say you’re sorry an’ get down on your knees:

    I always give you one more chance to make it up to me.

    Oh, baby, if I didn’t, what kind of woman would I be?

    If I forgot about us, an’, just for once, thought about me,

    What kind of woman would I be?

    Out on my own, would I make a fresh start?

    Find somebody knew, or would I fall apart?

    Some women move on, exceed their dreams,

    While others spend their lives lonely.

    If tonight, I were to pack my bags an’ leave,

    What kind of woman would I be?

    Would I turn out like Tina Murphy, you know, after she left Steve?

    She went back to college, she’ll graduate this autumn,

    I thought she’d never leave.

    Would I be like my friend, Brenda, who hates livin’ alone?

    She calls me every night, cryin’ on the ‘phone.

    If I stopped cookin’ your supper, an’ grabbed my my kids,

    What kind of woman would I be?

    If I forgot about us, an’, just for once, thought about me,

    What kind of woman would I be?

    Out on my own, would I make a fresh start?

    Find somebody knew, or would I fall apart?

    Some women move on, exceed their dreams,

    While others spend their lives lonely.

    If tonight, I were to pack my bags an’ leave,

    What kind of woman would I be?

    If tonight, I were to pack my bags an’ leave,

    What kind of woman would I be?



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