Having Too Much Fun

I can't believe you'd break a cowboy's heart, the way you did ho-ho
And I can't conceive, you'd leave me here, in misery like this ho-ho
So, just walk on out the door, like we never were in love
Still I don't know what I've done, guess we were having too much fun

Having too much fun
Now, I met my match in that honky-tonk
When I danced for a lay one night
We unlocked the latch
And our passion never could tell, wrong from right

So, go catch that outbound plane, find a man who'll slow you down
Seems I've put you on the run, Guess, we've been having too much fun
Having too much fun, he might be handsomer, than me
Richer than me, better lover than me, but can he dance with you tonight?

And now, the rhythm of the song, is so empty and alone, when you're not here
Well the reggae should be happy baby, but you're leavin', brought in tears
Would you bring it all back home? would you make sweet love to me?
I miss our days out in the sun, when we were having too much fun
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