"Using Him To Get To You" lyrics
"Using Him To Get To You"
You left me
You left me hurting
My friends say I should get back at you
So I have found someone who wanted me
Someone who was waiting to fill your shoes
I was using him to get to you
I just wanted to hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
I was using him to get to you
That's what I had planned to do
But baby, he got to me
I had held him so you would notice
I kissed him, it hurt you and I was so glad
But baby, I started to love him
And that was the one thing I hadn't planned
I was using him to get to you
I just wanted to hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
I was using him to get to you
That's what I had planned to do
But baby, he got to me
Using him to get to you
I just wanted to hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
So I was using him to get to you
That's what I had planned to do
But baby, he got to me
Using him to get to you
I just wanted to hurt you
'Cause you hurt me
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- Barbara Mandrell Lyrics
album:
"Just For The Record" (1979)
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