Texty: Conway Twitty. Don't Tell Me You're Sorry.

I'm sorry honey that you walked in and caught her in my lap
But it's not what you're thinking so think before you slap
I suppose you're weighin' that little blonde that walked here in this bar
Ah don't tell me you're sory cause I know how sorry you are

I'm sorry that you think I'm drunk I ain't had a drink today
Would you believe I held her just to see how much she'd weight
That cheatin' look that's on your face is lit up like a star
So don't tell me you're sorry cause I know how sorry you are

Don't tell me you're sorry but I'm as sorry as I can be
Oh you better look best but you give me no sass cause you belong to me
Now honey we ain't done nothing wrong but I'm sorry it's gone this far

But don't tell me you're sorry cause I know how sorry you are
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Don't tell me you're sorry...
(Now wait a minute Loretta you know how sorry I am
Conway you better believe I know how sorry you are...)