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Showing posts with label Miranda Lambert. Show all posts

Mama's Broken Heart Lyrics [Miranda Lambert]

4:14 PM

 

Miranda Lambert - Mama's Broken Heart Lyrics

I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors
I screamed his name 'til the neighbors called the cops
I numbed the pain at the expense of my liver
Don't know what I did next all I know, I couldn't stop

Word got around to the barflies and the baptists
My mama's phone started ringin' off the hook
I can hear her now sayin' she ain't gonna have it
Don't matter how you feel, it only matters how you look

Go and fix your make up, girl it's just a break up
Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady
'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together
Even when you fall apart
But this ain't my mama's broken heart

I wish I could be just a little less dramatic
Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames
Leave it to me to be holdin' the matches
When the fire trucks show up and there's nobody else to blame

Can't get revenge and keep a spotless reputation
Sometimes revenge is a choice you gotta make
My mama came from a softer generation
Where you get a grip and bite your lip just to save a little face

Go and fix your make up, girl it's just a break up
Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady
'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together
Even when you fall apart
But this ain't my mama's broken heart

Powder your nose, paint your toes
Line your lips and keep 'em closed
Cross your legs, dot your I's
And never let 'em see you cry

Go and fix your make up, well it's just a break up
Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady
'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together
Even when you fall apart
But this ain't my mama's broken heart

Fastest Girl In Town Lyrics [Miranda Lambert]

9:21 PM


Miranda Lambert - Fastest Girl In Town Lyrics

You've got the bullets
I've got the gun.
I've got a hankering for getting into something

I hit the bottle, you hit the gas,
I heard your 65 can really haul some ass.

I'm feeling frisky, you're feeling good
I guess the whiskey is doing what it should
I got the cigarettes
You've got a lighter
And when the sun goes down we'll start a little fire

Ain't no use in trying to slow me down
'Cause you're running with the fastest girl in town

Ain't you baby?
I like 'em crazy.

My reputation follows me around
Just makes me want to give them more to talk about
Let's go to town for a little while
I'll be wearing nothing but a tattoo and a smile

Ain't no use in trying to slow me down
'Cause you're running with the fastest girl in town

Ain't you baby?
You're kinda crazy.

Come on!

I see the blue lights, we better run.
Throw out the bottle and I'll hide the gun
If he pulls us over I'll turn on the charm
You'll be in the slammer and I'll be on his arm.

Ain't no use in trying to slow me down
'Cause you're running with the fastest girl in town

Ain't you baby?
Well I told you I was crazy.
No I ain't no body's baby.
Hey!

He's got the bullets
He's got a gun
I got the hankering for getting into something.

Gunpowder and Lead Lyrics [Miranda Lambert]

7:49 PM


Miranda Lambert - Gunpowder and Lead Lyrics

County Road 233 under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
I got two miles til' he makes bail
And if i'm right we're heading straight for hell


I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet

Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Doesn't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girl's made of
Gunpowder and Lead

Well it's half past ten another six pack in
I can feel he rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive gravel flies
But he doesn't know what's waitin' here this time

Hey! I'm going home gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet

Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Doesn't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and lead

His fist is big but m guns bigger
He'll find out when i pull the trigger

I'm going home gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He want a fight well now he's got one

Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Doesn't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girls made of
Gunpowder and gunpowder and lead

Gunpowder and lead
Hey!