Tryin Stuff On

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I took your photograph from our old 
dresser drawer


I set it on the table and I talked 
to it til four
And then I saw your nightie on the 
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table by the phone
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So I been sittin' alone - tryin' 
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stuff on.




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Then I went through your jewelry, 
for your clip-on hoop earrings


Your lipstick and your make-up, your
 accessories and things
And I plundered throught your 
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closet, til I found an extra long
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Now I'm been sittin' at home - 
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tryin' stuff on.




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[Chorus 1]
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Trying stuff on, I'm tryin' stuff on
Your six-inch heels and your Faberge
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 co-logne
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You left me with your memories and 
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the wardrobe that you owned
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Now I'm been sittin' at home - 
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tryin' stuff on.




[Verse 3]
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I put on your sequine ball gown and 
I checked the mirror there


I looked like Cindy Crawford, but 
with much more body hair
And then I thought, I'm much too 
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cute, to sit here all alone
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So now I'm at happy hour - with 
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your stuff on.




[Verse 4]
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A trucker made a pass at me, so I 
hit him with your purse


The police stepped between us, 
before it got much worse
And then that nice policeman said, 
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can I take you home?
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He didn't know it was me - with 
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your stuff on.




[Chorus 2]
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With your stuff on, with your stuff 
on
Your fish-net hose and your dress of
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 pink chiffon
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Oh, you left me with your memories 
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and the wardrobe that you owned
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But I don't pay for drinks - with
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 your stuff on.