| Blue collar Eddie and his better half Deloris
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| Used to be mantle pieces down at the black forest
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| And I don’t know if that bar still exists
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| But when did so did they a couple bleeding heart kids
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| Everything volatile, every night rocker style
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| Hop a stool be discreet and just watch a while
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| But Do your best to keep the level observational
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| Drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull
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| And each nights are random, when you’ve paid a ransom
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| for the right Sing along with them drinkin' anthems
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| And these fools paid so many dues that Everybody stops to salute
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| Well One night after another fight,
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| a couple from an opposite table offered an invite
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| Deloris didn’t want to join 'em wasn’t feelin' social
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| But Eddie was so aggravated that he had to poke holes
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| He walked over sat in the dialogue
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| And Called at Deloris like some kind of dog (hey hey hey hey girl come here)
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| She can’t believe it she’s done she’s had it
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| But she doesn’t want to make another scene in this establishment
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| She got up and mozied over, and put her arm up around Eddie’s shoulder
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| Nobody’s sober, the song is the same
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| Sometimes you stick out your chin to catch the rain
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| You can be winner you can be a loser
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| Gotta wake up when you here the rooster
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| Sometimes its just too simple to live your life wrong
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| Gotta do right for you when the time come
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| The clock keeps drinkin, they keep tickin
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| There’s two more people who get to play positions
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| Samantha and chuck not a couple just roommates
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| Out having too many shots on a Tuesday
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| Who knew they’d be tools for the duo
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| Put a little bit of fire on the fuel
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| It’s a kinda blue intentions aint cruel
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| But everybody’s so ready to bend up the rules
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| Now there’s chuck staring at Deloris,
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| Eddie is distracted by Samantha So he doesn’t notice
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| And everybody’s too fucked up
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| To even assess the mess, Much less care enough
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| More whiskey, A pitcher of premium,
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| Andy’s gettin' tipsy he didn’t see it comin'
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| On his way back from a visit with that urinal,
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| Tryin' to straitin' out his thoughts and the vertigo
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| Weaves through stops when he seen em picture perfect
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| It looked just like freedom
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| Deloris on chucks lap kissin' em hard,
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| Eddie dipped into the winter, left them all at the bar
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| Sometimes you gotta follow whats felt inside,
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| Between the power struggles and selfish pride
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| No one is allowed to cry unfair
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| Cuz now they both get to drink alone somewhere
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| You can be winner you can be a loser
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| Gotta wake up when you here the rooster
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| Sometimes its just too simple to live your life wrong
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| Gotta do right for you when the time come |