| Last night I went out searching the bars lookin for you again
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| The kind you like where you gotta dress right or they won’t let you in
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| Afraid I would find you, afraid you couldn’t be found
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| Then I saw you sittin with your lover in a bar downtown
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| I swallowed hard and I walked inside
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| You put your glass down, you smiled Hi
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| There were some words that were exchanged
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| But in the end nothin had changed
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| I said, don’t like it much but my living is such I make it out on the road
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| I’d lay it all down, take a straight job in town to get you back in the fold
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| I’ll never understand how you put down your man and you pick up on me
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| Then you fool around when I’m gone out of town
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| You do the same dang thang to me
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| I guess I’ll take them curtains down
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| Never liked the color anyhow
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| Put pretty pictures in the desk
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| One of these days I’m gonna get some rest
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| Saw a shrink and he said I’d stop thinking about you someday
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| He might be right but I can’t sleep at night
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| Without the pills that I take
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| Last night I went out searching the bars lookin for you again
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| The kind you like where you gotta dress right or they won’t let you in
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| The kind you like where you gotta dress right or they won’t let you in |