| Bleary eyes take me downtown
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| 8pm another round
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| Alcoholic conversation is the best thing that i’ve found
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| Am i the one you came to see? |
| Cause the first round’s on me
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| When we close the bar i’ll stumble home eventually
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| Right now you’re my frown
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| I can’t think to clear right now
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| You’re my frown right now
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| I come alive to the sound of clinking glass
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| I swear i’ll be home soon, not now
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| Not a word, not a sound
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| I’ll be home soon, not now
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| Some flowers and a promise to change my tune right now
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| Right now you’re my frown
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| I can’t think to clear right now
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| You’re my frown right now
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| You’re my frown
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| I can’t think to clear right now
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| You’re my frown right now
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| I can’t think too clearly, think too clear right now |