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Текст и слова песни Brad Paisley – She's Her Own Woman

I called to say I'm working late tonight
To cancel our dinner date
But she just said that's alright
And just like that she made some other plans
Saw a movie with a couple friends
Had herself a ball
Oh, 'cause after all

She's her own woman
Without me, she does fine
She's her own woman
Whoa, but she's mine

I couldn't tell you even if I had a gun to my hand
Where we keep the tarragon
Or even what the hell that is
I wouldn't last forty-five minutes
In this house without her living in it
I'd be lost, yeah, that's for sure
But, as for her

She's her own woman
Without me, she'd be fine
She's her own woman
Whoa, but she's mine

Raised up a daddy's girl
Went out into the big wide world
She never needed anybody's help
An' everything she does for me
Oh, it's still a mystery
How I fell in love with her
All by myself

She's her own woman
Got it going on, that suits me fine
You're gonna have to find your own woman
Oh, 'cause she's mine

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