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John Michael Mongomery What I Do The Best

what I've found Won't get me very far Seems lately the low times Have hit me pretty hard 'Cause I'm a few cents short From getting to where you are I

got all they need, but Here on cloud 8 A lotta nothing's going on I'm just drifting day to day Out here on my own While up on cloud 9 I hear 'em party

Well I hoped and I prayed, I loved you from afar I cried, and I dreamed, wished on every star But nothin' I'd do got me closer to you So I locked all

And I can just imagine what he's saying The way he's smiling I can tell he knows He's got lucky arms He gets to hold her The way I know I never will

time I held you I realized That there's one thing I do better Than all the rest Lovin' you is what I do the best Lovin' you is what I do the best