| It’s 5 o’clock
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| And there’s a place around the block from here
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| Where you can drown all your troubles
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| In singles and doubles, back karaoke, and beer
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| It ain’t no Taj Mahal
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| It’s just a little hole in the wall
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| But there’s something about it that keeps the place crowded
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| It sure ain’t the food they put down
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| It’s liquor and laughter, and love we’re all after
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| And why we keep hanging around
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| Down at the lost and found
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| You’ll know it’s true
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| Right from the minute you walk through the door
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| We all been broken and lonely
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| But, here we all know we ain’t alone anymore
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| And there’s something about it that keeps the place crowded
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| It sure ain’t the food they put down
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| It’s liquor and laughter, and love we’re all after
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| And why we keep hanging around
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| Down at the lost and found
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| It ain’t no Taj Mahal
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| It’s just a little hole in the wall
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| In the
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| Something about it keeps the place crowded
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| It sure ain’t the food they put down
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| It’s liquor and laughter, and love we’re all after
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| And why we keep hanging around
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| Down at the lost and found
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| Down at the lost and found
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| Come on down, come on down, come on down
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| To the lost and found |