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YOU GET ON MY NERVES
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COUNTRY POEMS You get to me inside.
There is no place to hide.
It seems that I am lost without a guide.
If I said I was upset at that, I would have lied.
The feeling of you inside, is soft as a cat.
If you ever left me, it would be like I was hit by a bat.
You get on my nerves, filling my straight life with curves.
You get inside me deep.
You cover me, so I cannot utter a peep.
You make me feel, like I am standing on top of
a high hill steep.
You have entered me, with just a creep.
You get on my nerves, filling my straight life with curves.
Inside me, you seep.
Like water, though getting hotter.
Like a flood.
Like mud on my shoe. Oh baby,
Like a flower bud opening.
I cannot stop thinking of you
You stick on me, like glue.
You get on my nerves.
You get on my nerves.
