[ti:Fiddle]
[ar:Bomshel]
[al:Fight Like A Girl]
  

[00:01.12]Bomshel - Fiddle
 
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[00:20.36]Step into the spotlight
[00:22.05]Of this traveling show
[00:23.68]Went across the room
[00:24.99]Those big blue eyes look in my soul
[00:26.93]I was singing fetal love
[00:28.57]How was I to know
[00:30.02]That boy would change my plans
[00:33.52]
[00:33.97]Louisiana soldiers seem to have it all
[00:36.94]As that old red curtain fell
[00:38.28]I began to fall
[00:39.87]I was packing up my case
[00:41.42]He was waiting down the hall
[00:43.12]When the real show began
[00:46.06]
[00:46.36]Cause to win my hard strings
[00:48.45]And promised me the moon
[00:49.81]Played me hard
[00:51.07]Until I cried out of tone
[00:53.08]Took my song
[00:54.33]And he let me worn out in riddle
[00:57.93]Played me like a fiddle
[01:05.35]
[01:05.91]Well I should have gone
[01:07.69]And taken his boat and his backside
[01:09.21]When he went and told me one thing
[01:11.02]And then turned around and lied
[01:12.43]Well I lost all my dignity
[01:13.83]But I sure kept my pride
[01:15.61]And he was sure good for song
[01:18.83]
[01:19.37]Cause to win my hard strings
[01:21.25]And promised me the moon
[01:22.44]Played me hard
[01:23.71]Until I cried out of tone
[01:25.64]Took my song
[01:26.92]And he let me worn out in riddle
[01:30.64]Played me like a
[01:33.59]Hey
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[02:22.46]Now ladies you beware
[02:24.20]Of those in assuming eyes
[02:26.11]He might look so innocent
[02:27.54]But its just a disguise
[02:29.11]He’s just overcompensating
[02:30.71]For a total pack of lies
[02:32.46]In his little tiny heart…
[02:40.99]
[02:41.56]Cause to win my hard strings
[02:43.58]And promised me the moon
[02:45.15]Played me hard
[02:46.44]Until I cried out of tone
[02:48.35]Took my song
[02:49.66]And he let me pissed of in riddle
[02:53.73]Played me like a fiddle
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