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    Every Other Weekend

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      Lyrics for Reba McEntire - "Every Other Weekend"

      Every other Friday
      It's toys and clothes in backpacks
      Is everybody in okay?
      Let's go see dad
      Same time in the same spot
      Corner of the same old parking lot
      Half the hugs and kisses there are always sad
      We trade a couple words and looks
      And kids again
      Every other weekend

      Every other weekend
      Very few exceptions
      I pick up the love we made in both my arms
      It's movies on the sofa
      Grilled cheese and cut the crust off
      But that's not the way mom makes it, Daddy breaks my heart
      I miss everything we used to have with her again
      Every other weekend

      [Chorus:]
      I can't tell her I love her
      I can't tell him I love him
      Cause there's too many questions and ears in the car
      So, I don't tell him I miss him
      I don't tell her I need her
      She's over me that's where we are
      He's over me that's where we are
      We're as close as we might ever be again
      Every other weekend

      Every other Saturday
      First thing in the morning
      I turn the TV on to make the quiet go away
      I know why but I don't know why
      We ever let this happen
      Fallin' for forever was a big mistake
      There's so much not to do and all day not do it in
      Every other weekend

      Every other Sunday
      I empty out my backseat
      While my children hug their mother in the parking lot
      We don't touch, we don't talk much
      Maybe goodbye to each other
      As she drives away with every piece of heart I've got
      I re-convince myself we did the right thing
      Every other weekend

      [Chorus]

      Yeah, for fifteen minutes, we're a family again
      God I wish that he was still with me again
      Every other weekend

      SONGWRITERS:
      ROBINSON, WILL / BOONE, LARRY
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