36 lyrics for "I got a letter"

I'm the queen of Kansas City, no thanks Omaha, thanks a lot I'm the number one attraction in every supermarket parking lot Kansas City Star, that's what I are Got a letter just this morning, it was postmarked Omaha It was typed and neatly written,
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We 'bout to go up baby, up we go Gonna give it to you I want to get louder I got to get louder We're blowing out speakers Our heart a little clearer In capital letters For worse or for better Yeah, then there was you
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For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
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For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
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Girls at the front door, let 'em in Still gon' talk like Letterman Hoes at the front door, let 'em in Money at the front door, let her in Cash at the front door, let him in, hey You's got no wins Cash at the front door, let 'em in Money at the front
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For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
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For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
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I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter I'll be glad I got 'em And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off my feet A lotta kisses at the bottom I'm gonna smile and say I hope you're feeling
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( * Repeat) I know what she's doin' I saw it comin from the start I've watched her in motion She's aimin right for my heart Guess I should know better But it's hard to refuse She's got it down to the letter *Youngblood,
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I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead I say, I've got a good mind to give up living, and go shopping instead To pick up me a tombstone, and be pronounced dead When I read your letter this morning baby, that was in your place in
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