Hittin' Where It Hurts - Webb Wilder

I don’t know what you think you’re tryin' to do

There ain’t no loop hole that you ain’t crawled through

You’re cookin' the books… you’re throwin' the game

I oughta call it off because of rain

I keep on keepin' on tryin' to make it work

But I gotta tell ya you’re hittin' where it hurts

I’m fightin' feelin’s I ain’t never felt

It’s like you’re lettin' fly below the belt

I’m in a pinch. I’m feelin' a crunch

You blindsided me with your sucker punch

Let me make my point before I meander

What’s good for the goose is good for the gander

You’re hittin' hwere it hurts

You’re hittin' where it hurts

You’re doing dirty work

It’s a real shaky deal

You’re hittin' where it hurts

They say a whistlin' girl and a crowin' hen

Always come to the same sad end

Your hands look scabbed, your dress is a mess

You got lies in your eyes, champagne on your breath

You got a wild streak so dang hot

Light a cigarette if you hit the right spot

You’re hittin' where it hurts

You’re hittin' where it hurts

You’re doin' dirty work

It’s a real shaky deal

You’re hitting' where it hurts

You’re hittin' where it hurts

You’re hittin' where it hurts

You’re doin' dirty work

It’s a real shaky deal

You’re hittin' where it hurts

Hittin' where it hurts… ya hit me

Aww ya hit me where it hurts

Ya doin' dirty work

Now it’s a real shaky deal

Ya hittin' where it hurts

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