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Clint Black & Lisa Hartman Black - Текст песни I Come Cleaner
Intro:
 Tell me why tell me why (yeah yeah yeah). 
 Tell me why tell me why (check) 
 tell me why (check check check) tell me why.
 Hook:
 Tell me why tell me why 
 Tell me why the grass is always greener on the other side
 Tell me why tell me why
 Tell me why the grass is always greener 
 [The Grouch]
 From here I see clearest lookin' for what we fear, you have conquered
 Few have monster, power yet devour what I can't eat
 Hunger for my usual view of what I can't pick
 Who you all stampede and jock 
 Got me stuck like wonderin' what the fuck is right on this subnight 
 Uptight skit
 It might get confusing when I'm feeling like I'm losing in the envious
 When we just did all the strenuous work
 In a ven-ue (you) just jerk like Lavinious search of what I want they
 Don't have won't grab settle for a slab of second best 
 Like a neck and breast instead of two (breasts) 
 I reckon you are chowin' down on chickens 
 Plural 
 Pickens far from slim 
 Mural's been 
 Painted 
 Tainted views of my views got me anxious 
 Thank this thinking for the song that you hearing but...
Hook
 (Your grass) It looks so good from back there
 I got stuck I had to just stare
 I must of ah, not been aware
 I took a walk and when thenClint Black & Lisa Hartman Black - I Come Cleaner - http://ru.motolyrics.com/clint-black-and-lisa-hartman-black/i-come-cleaner-lyrics.html
 I had to stop and then air
 The opposite wasn't fair
 No choppin' it couldn't dare
 I had to
 Go elsewhere
 No help where 
 I looked dehearted, it's pretty ?
 I'm not searchin' 
 Just workin' 
 Even weekends 
 That's for certain 
 Keepin' you peepin'
 Tell me why the grass is always greener on the other side (go on)
 Tell me why (go on)
 If I could lace up your shoes on my feet your girl
 Probably wouldn't look as tight
 If you could face what I do from your seat my world
 Probably wouldn't seem as hype (man)
 Couldn't be as ripe on the inside as out
 When the pen slides I doubt 
 That you're freakin', critique all that I do
 Even if I saw your IQ
 Mind would be higher 
 But I admire what I don't have 
 And that's a drag cause they make a lot of shit 
 The kind that got me thinkin', "Damn, that's what I got to get"
 Not a bit satisfied there's always something better 
 Had an eye like a treasure till you got it and it measured up short
 Forever support that ? now I have a tat seeming
 State of the art meaning 
 Play it smart teaming 
 Up with supreme begins
 Having you fiends seeming my green from afar
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