Hittin' Where It Hurts - Lyrics - Webb Wilder

Hittin' Where It Hurts I don't know what you think you're tryin' to do There ain't no loop hole that you ain't crawled through You're cookin' the books... you're throwin' the game I oughta call it off because of rain I keep on keepin' on tryin' to make it work But I gotta tell ya you're hittin' where it hurts I'm fightin' feelin's I ain't never felt It's like you're lettin' fly below the belt I'm in a pinch. I'm feelin' a crunch You blindsided me with your sucker punch Let me make my point before I meander What's good for the goose is good for the gander. You're hittin' hwere it hurts You're hittin' where it hurts You're doing dirty work It's a real shaky deal You're hittin' where it hurts. They say a whistlin' girl and a crowin' hen Always come to the same sad end Your hands look scabbed, your dress is a mess You got lies in your eyes, champagne on your breath You got a wild streak so dang hot Light a cigarette if you hit the right spot You're hittin' where it hurts You're hittin' where it hurts You're doin' dirty work It's a real shaky deal You're hitting' where it hurts. You're hittin' where it hurts You're hittin' where it hurts You're doin' dirty work It's a real shaky deal You're hittin' where it hurts. Hittin' where it hurts... ya hit me Aww ya hit me where it hurts Ya doin' dirty work Now it's a real shaky deal Ya hittin' where it hurts. Hey