Lyrics Lots of Matchbooks - The Oak Ridge Boys
Lots
of
matchbooks,
lots
of
napkins
Lots
of
numbers,
lots
of
names.
But
they′re
worthless
scraps
of
paper
Since
I've
known
you
my
life
has
changed.
I
have
been
a
rambler
A
midnight
mover
Love
them
and
leave
them
Was
the
game
I
played.
But
then
I
met
you
Didn′t
even
touch
you.
Somehow
you
touched
me
In
a
special
way.
A
man
needs
someone
he
can
depend
on
Someone
to
help
him
make
a
happy
home
Those
faceless
ladies
are
fun
to
play
with
But
try
to
love
one,
she's
up
and
gone.
Lots
of
matchbooks,
lots
of
napkins
Lots
of
numbers,
lots
of
names
But
they're
worthless
scraps
of
paper
Now
I
love
you
and
I′m
not
the
same
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