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(brian vander ark)
Another day of deflating your face into tears
I shook your mood with the game and a bottle of beer
The day i fell off of the wagon you threw up your hands in disgust
You would stay but there's just not
Much of a call for a neighborhood cheerleader
Who married the president living next door
Whose honeymoon weekend was spent at your parents
Back then you could get the best of me
I don't recall anyone placing a gun to our heads
We traded a trip 'round the world for a family instead
Our friends were dispersing while you were still nursing our boy
And ever since there is just not
Much of a call for a neighborhood cheerleader
Who married the president living next door
Whose first year of marriage was spent at your parents
I don't get there much anymore
The pet names that you once gave me, we had given the pets
I still come when you call them, just to be sure
Not much of a call for a neighborhood cheerleader
Or block party president mowing his lawn
Whose cabinet is empty and mind's full of nicotine fits
God i can't make you love me
I don't have the strength anymore

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