Unrung

Well, I can tell you she's a bad idea
 For the good it would do
 You got a Chevrolet as old as her
 Hey, you bought it new
 Mmm-mmm, nice to meet you ma'am
 Well, I'll be damned if she won't let you
 Leave her line of sight
 With her left hand closed on a yellow rose
 Dying in the neon light
 Mmm-mmm
 Mmm-mmm, she's something, right?
 There's a thousand things that I could say
 But I just bite my tongue
 And listen as the last note fades away
 That bell can't be unrung
 He's a hero of mine, you know, honey
 They don't make 'em like that no more
 He's a hero of mine, you know, honey
 As if he wasn't before
 Oh, a thousand things that I could say
 But I just bite my tongue
 And listen as the last note fades away
 That bell can't be unrung
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 Well, I could tell you she's a bad idea
 For the good it would do
 I could tell you she's a mixed up girl
 Hell, she's 22
 She's hanging on every word you say
 Like a song yet to be sung
 So we listen as the last note fades away
 That bell can't be unrung
 So we listen as the last note fades away
 That bell can't be unrung