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She Knows

She knows what she's doin', she knows what she wants
She knows where she is when she gets there, she knows
How to live, how to lie, how to love
She knows what she wants when she wants it
She knows what she's got, when she gets it
Now me I haven't got a clue about anything at all
And it shows
But she knows
She knows

Now she don't waste time like I do
Repairing things with crazy glue
She don't get bogged down in details, she cuts straight to the bone

A call comes in, she lets her machine take it
When she makes love, she doesn't fake it
Why should she, she's got nothin' to prove to anyone

I'm hangin' out in the basement, drinkin' some wine
TV turned down low most of the time
Tryin’ to figure out where the hell this past year went

I'm in another of my moods, she tolerates it
She knows me well, she never overrates it
She's dealt with this about a hundred thousand times before

I lost my job, it didn't faze her
I wrote a song, it didn't amaze her
No way that I'll ever pull the wool over those pretty eyes

Can't figure her out, that’s how she prefers it
She heats me up like a bowl of soup, and then she stirs it
What more could a poor boy ask for in this life

She knows what she's doin', she knows what she wants
She knows where she is when she gets there, she knows
How to live, how to lie, how to love
She knows what she wants when she wants it
She knows what she's got, when she gets it
Now me I haven't got a clue about anything at all
And it shows
But she knows
She knows
She knows
She knows

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