| I played some Stones and Skynyrd songs
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| Last night on the jukebox
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| And I’m gettin' back to hatin' me some soft rock
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| I don’t almost reck' seein' if its you
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| Every time a midnight blue Pontiac
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| Pulls into the parkin' lot
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| Believe it or not
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| I’m almost alright
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| I’m just about fine
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| I barely wanna break his nose when I see you with another guy
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| I’m kind of okay
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| With you out of my life
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| I’m absotively, posolutely, almost alright
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| Alright
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| I took down most the magnets
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| And pictures of us in Cabo
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| I forgot my 'fridgerator
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| Was avocado (What?)
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| And I still might call every now and then
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| Way too late, just checkin' in
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| Tellin' you how good its been to let go
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| Aww, and baby to let you know
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| I might get a little sideways
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| Yeah, but what do you expect?
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| I might have a few bad days
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| I’m figuring out its for the best
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| I’m almost alright
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| I’m just about fine
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| I barely wanna break his nose when I see you with another guy
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| Would it be kind of okay
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| If I came by tonight?
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| Oh, I’m absotively, posolutely, almost alright
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| Yeah, I’m posolutely, absotutely almost alright
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| Alright
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| Almost alright
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| Hey, can I come over tonight, baby?
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| Ha-ha! |