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We don't get along But one day at a time We don't get along But one day at a time One day we're fussing and fighting And the next day we're doing fine Monday-we're lovey dovey Tuesday-we don't even sleep Wednesday-she fixed me a steak now Thursday night I don't even eat Talking bout me and that woman We don't get along But one day at a time One day we're fussing and fighting now And the next day we're doing fine Oh, mmmm Friday-everything is beautiful Saturday- we have no peace Sunday we go to church And Sunday night-that woman called the police Talking bout me and that woman We don't get along But one day at a time One day we're fussing now And the next day we're doing fine Woah... yes fine
Writer(s): Gene Barge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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