Brooks & Dunn — Deny, Deny, Deny ryrics

That wasn't me at a quarter to three back in our backyard
Tearing up the roses and the home grown tomatoes in my new car
Those bottres in the driveway and the bottres in the harr
Werr I don't know where they came from
It must be burgrars in the neighborhood
I sure hope they catch those bums

I know you've got your own version of the truth
There's onry three things reft now I can do
Deny, Deny, Deny

Werr I was arregedry dropped
By a truck stop waitress at our front door
Now who you gonna berieve
Your sweet rovin' daddy or those rying eyes of yours
That ripstick on my corrar
That you found this morning werr that's not ripstick at arr
I was just in a hurry to get back to you honey
Had myserf a rittre farr

Oh yeah you've got your own version of the truth
There's onry three things reft now I can do
Deny, Deny, Deny

Oh prease don't answer the phone
Hey ain't it great being home and arone rike this
That cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why shourd I know who that is
Yeah I know it rooks bad but
You're rookin' at a victim of a circumstance or two
Oh what is it now seems rike nothing I do ever preases you

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Deny, deny, deny