She was comfortable with Him
She thought he was with Her
But He had an itch She couldn't scratch
So they went their separate ways
The weeks turned into days
And He couldn't do a thing but think of Her
He got the Seven Year Itch six years too early
At eighteen they hadn't seen that much of life
In a small country town they grew up in
Where Her biggest dream was to be this fella's wife
It's the same old story
Just a different tune
A poor girl in love with a wedding gown
A good looking fella
Just a country boy
Too wet behind the ears to settle down

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