| Pour four more, por favor
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| Just like the four you poured before
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| My girl’s gone, and I don’t wanna miss her anymore
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| So pour four more, por favor
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| My baby left me, so I took some advice
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| Now I’m doing my best to get less depressed in this polka paradise
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| Sitting here at this seaside bar
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| I need a margarita, had four so far
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| I should be good by now
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| But her goodbye still hurts somehow
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| So pour four more, por favor
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| Just like the four you poured before
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| My girl’s gone, and I don’t wanna miss her anymore
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| Pour four more, por favor
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| (Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
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| No más bartender, I’m finally feeling fine
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| Thanks to your blender, and all of these amigos of mine
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| Doing much better than when I came
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| I can’t hardly remember her name
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| Or the way she laughed, or the way she smiled…
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| Or the way she loved me for a while…
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| Doggonit…
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| Pour four more, por favor
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| My girl’s gone, and I don’t wanna miss her anymore
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| So pour four more, por favor
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| Come on, everybody
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| Pour four more, por favor
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| Just like the four you poured before, that’s it
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| My girl’s gone, and I don’t wanna miss her anymore
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| So pour four more, por favor
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| Why don’t you pour four more, por favor?
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| Please, won’t you pour four more, por favor? |