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Why did I think I could hide what you found? (M)
I was always better at doggin’ around. (F)
Well, well, well…So I’m a clown again (M)
Yea yea, more like you made yourself a friend (F)
This ain’t no kinda time to make amends.

You gotta let me go (M)
No, you gotta let me go (F)
How long must I pay for your poor taste?

I know you know you made me raise my hand (M)
Don’t sweat it, I don’t think it counts unless you’re a man (F)
My, my, my, look at the fangs on you (M)
Boy you know you’re lucky you ain’t black and blue (F)
This ain’t know kinda time to tell the truth.

You gotta let me go (M)
No, you gotta let me go (F)
How long must I pay for your poor taste?
And it makes me feel alive
Just to think of ways that I could die

Is it really hard to see
If the whole world seems to disagree
We might be wrong

You gotta let me go (M)
No, you gotta let me go (F)

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released December 10, 2021
Rob Aldridge - Vocals, Guitar
Wanda Wesolowski - Vocals
Malone - Guitar
Stone Anderson - Bass
Nick Recio - Drums
Clint Chandler - Keys

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Rob Aldridge Florence, Alabama

Rob Aldridge is a singer songwriter from Muscle Shoals, AL. His smokey, soulful, southern voice and lyrics win over anyone who loves a good story and his musical delivery and personality are charming and addictive.

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