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Lyrics
[Verse]
It started on a warm July afternoon,
She said she was out with her friends so soon,
But I noticed something strange, a jar on the table,
Full of old pickles, wasn’t feeling real stable.
[Verse 2]
She’d smile and laugh when she'd grab that jar,
Like she'd found herself some shining star,
And I felt like an old, left-behind dusty relic,
While she was sneaking romance with that green, sour relic.
[Chorus]
Oh, my love ran off with a cucumber brine,
Left me feeling like a fool in the sunshine,
She found love in a jar, in our very own home,
Now I'm sleeping alone with heartbreak to bemoan.
[Verse 3]
I caught her whispering sweet nothings to the jar,
In the kitchen, it seemed, they didn’t travel far,
And my heart broke into tiny, little pieces,
Over fermented vegetables, oh love deceases.
[Bridge]
Now I see those pickles in the market shelves,
I can't help but recall the love we shelved,
My friends all laugh and say I've gone mad,
But losing her to a pickle, it’s too sad.
[Chorus]
Oh, my love ran off with a cucumber brine,
Left me feeling like a fool in the sunshine,
She found love in a jar, in our very own home,
Now I'm sleeping alone with heartbreak to bemoan.
Details
GeneratedJul 27, 2024
Duration2:23
Style
country acoustic melancholy
Credits
Prompt byGlitchGuru95
ModelAria v3.5
Prompt
A country song about your wife cheating on you with a pickle
