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Maybe She's Human - Kathy Mattea



     
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She gets up an hour before she really wants to
Gets a half day's work done before the day begins
She makes a list of everything that everybody needs from her
And all that she did yesterday today she'll do again
She goes off to her job, the school, the bank and then the store
Then you're surprised 'cause she broke down as you walked in the door
Maybe she's human
Maybe she's got troubles to
Maybe she could stand to get away
Maybe she needs something new
Or maybe all she needs to someone
Just to see her point of view...
Maybe that's you
After working late today, she brings in bags of groceries
Bandages a skinned-up knee as the chicken starts to fry
She drops a glass, the baby cries, the phone rings,
That's when you walk in unloading all your problems
And the worries on your mind

When you mention it's your boys' night out, she tears you into shreds
And you just can't quite figure out why she gets all upset
Maybe she's human
Maybe she's got troubles to
Maybe she could stand to get away
Maybe she needs something new
Or maybe all she needs to someone
Just to see her point of view...
Maybe that's you
Songwriters
MARTINE, LAYNG JR. / ROBBINS, KENT M.Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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She was born in South Charleston, West Virginia because it had the nearest hospital to her parents' home in Cross Lanes, where she grew up, graduating from nearby Nitro High School. In 1976, while in college, she joined the bluegrass band Pennsboro, and two years later dropped out of school to move to Nashville. She worked as a tour guide at the Country Music Hall of Fame, did backup vocal work for Bobby Goldsboro ...

Read more about Kathy Mattea on Last.fm.


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