| I feel something running through my veins
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| And it feels like I’m going quite insane
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| And I can’t find the cure anymore
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| 'Cause she wouldn’t love me
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| Too young and I was too drunk
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| And I always been talking talking
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| Praying like a dog in the rain
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| Like a dog in the rain
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| She said, you wanna ride with me
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| With a Jack in my hand, baby
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| I’m gonna sit outside your door
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| And try to understand
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| 'Cause you got a strange kind of attitude
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| Don’t you see that I miss you too?
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| What the hell am I gonna do with a girl like you?
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| With a girl like you
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| What can I do?
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| When I saw you walking with another man
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| All I can walk with now is my bottle, hand in hand
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| And don’t try to tell me
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| Stories that I’ve already been told
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| Doing alright, baby
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| Just a drunk like me on my own
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| On my own
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| She said, you wanna ride with me
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| With a Jack in my hand, maybe
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| I’m gonna sit outside your door
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| And try to understand
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| 'Cause you got a strange kind of attitude
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| Don’t you see that I miss you too?
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| What the hell am I gonna do with a girl like you?
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| With a girl like you
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| I was out walking one lonely night
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| And the rain was pouring down her cheeks
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| She said to me, honey, love is like a smoke
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| And it always disappears
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| Don’t try to run
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| And don’t try to cry
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| And don’t try to throw my bottle away
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| 'Cause I don’t know how to love someone
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| But I think I can find my way
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| She said, you wanna ride with me
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| With a Jack in my hand, maybe
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| I’m gonna sit outside your door
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| And try to understand
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| 'Cause you got a strange kind of attitude
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| Don’t you see that I miss you too?
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| What the hell am I gonna do with a girl like you?
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| 'Cause you got a strange kind of attitude
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| Don’t you see that I miss you too?
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| What the hell am I gonna do with a girl like you?
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| With a bitch like you
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| With a girl like you
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| Baby, I can find my way |