| I don’t know what to do with myself
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| Friday night, there’s a handle on the shelf
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| I could use a hand, I could use some help
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| Lord, knows I’ve been going through hell
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| Might step outside, catch a breath of fresh air
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| Or I might just drop to the middle of nowhere
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| Do a little soul-searching, little moonlight churching
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| 'Cause my world’s gone numb and I just wanna feel something
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| Running low on hope and I don’t know if I can overcome it
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| I ain’t drunk and I ain’t stoned
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| Just been wondering all night long
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| They say the sun’s still gonna dawn
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| But baby you’re good and gone
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| So right now I don’t see how life goes on
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| How life goes on
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| Used to be on a Friday night
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| Baby, you and me be under neon lights
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| Smell the smoke all over our clothes
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| We hang around till the whole town closed
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| Now every bar I pass makes my heart head South
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| Every drink I have leaves a bad taste in my mouth
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| And baby that’s why
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| I ain’t drunk and I ain’t stoned
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| Just been wondering all night long
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| They say the sun’s still gonna dawn
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| But baby you’re good and gone
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| So right now I don’t see how life goes on
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| How life goes on
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| Come on!
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| Tell me life goes on
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| Baby, how do you make leaving me look so easy?
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| Yeah, I’m trying so hard but I’m so far from believing
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| That life goes on
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| Yeah, life goes on
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| I ain’t drunk and I ain’t stoned
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| Just been wondering all night long
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| They say the sun’s still gonna dawn
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| But baby you’re good and gone
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| So right now I don’t see how life goes on
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| How life goes on
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| 'Cause I ain’t drunk and I ain’t stoned
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| Just been wondering all night long, yeah
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| Yes, and the sun’s still gonna dawn
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| But baby you’re good and gone
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| So right now I don’t see how life goes on
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| Yeah, life goes on
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| Tell me life goes on
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| Yeah, life goes on |