(Alan Jackson/Jim McBride)
Well she puts her dancing shoes on every night
And comes alive there in the smoke beneath the neon lights
And she don`t like those hurtin` songs
Cause she`s already lived `em
She checks her broken heart there at the door
She ain`t looking for romance, she danced that dance before
Well I pity the next poor fool that get caught up in her rhythm
Cause she don`t get the blues, she gives `em
She`s been on the losing end of love too many times
And she ain`t gonna go for anything you`ve got in mind
So before you start let me impart
These few words of wisdom
She don`t get the blues, she gives `em
She`s been on the losing end of love too many times
And she ain`t gonna go for anything you`ve got in mind
So before you start let me impart
These few words of wisdom
She don`t get the blues, she gives `em
She don`t get the blues, she gives `em