Once You Get Used To It

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Living all by yourself ain't bad at all
Once you get used to it
Chicken pot pies and TV dinners
And Million Dollar Movies ain’tbad at all
Once you get used to it

Tryin’ to sleep alone at night
Ain’t bad if you got an extra pillow
To hold against your breast in case you cry

When you find in the morning light
That your pillow’s still just a plain ol’ pillow
It ain’t bad if you don’t start wondering’ why
You let it all slip by

Living all by yourself ain't bad at all
Once you get used to it
Smokin’ cigarettes and pickin’ your guitar
Starin’ at the telephone
That ain’t bad at all, oh no
Once you get used to it

Playin’ with other people’s kids ain’t bad
If you just don’t let them catch you
Callin’ them by someone else’s name
‘Cause sometimes other people’s kids
Have got a way of lookin’ at you
They can tell with you it ain’t no game
They can see the pain

Living all by yourself ain't bad at all
Once you get used to it
Wonder will I ever...
Get used to it?

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{Transcribed directly from 1970 Mac Davis version, 13APR2023; caj}