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Sean McConnell Lyrics
Jail Time Lyrics
Hey there boy what have you done?
Sold your soul at twenty-one
There�s still time to up and run
Here�s your last chance
I�m sure now it seems just fine
But down the road at thirty-nine
There ain�t no such thing as fairy tale romance
�Cause you�ll have to spend your Christmas
Makin� small talk with her folks
She�ll use up all your razors
Clean up all your jokes
She�ll stick you in a church
Every Sunday �til you die
And even then she�ll pray as she cries
It�s jail time, jail time
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Sheriff, come take me to jail
Give me life, post no bail
Tie me to my ball and chain
I�d never wanna leave her anyway
No, I�d never wanna leave her anyway
Sign those papers cut and dry
You can kiss your life goodbye
No more cruisin� downtown for single chicks
Sell your convertible buy a van
You�ll feel like a lesser man
When you rev that engine just to get your kicks
She�ll make you leave the tv
When the children need a ride
She�ll tell you to quit drinkin�
She�ll make you smoke outside
She�ll make you say �I love you�
When she knows you�re with your friends
That ain�t it, that ain�t where it ends
It�s jail time, jail time
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When your pushin� comes to shove
You�ll fall in and out of love
Paycheck-to-paycheck and day-to-day
When that time comes, please know
I hate to say I told you so
But someone long ago said you�d end up that way
[Chorus]
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