| Last thing I remember, I met the boys down at the Jammer
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| We had a few beers and a few shots
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| I woke up the next day with cotton mouth and a headache
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| Trying to connect all the dots
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| Staring up at the ceiling, I got that funny feeling
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| Looked over and I, I saw my ex-girlfriend
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| I felt like a fool and that’s when I knew
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| I’d been drinkin' and dialin' again
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| So the next time you think I’ve had too much to drink
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| And you tell me I shouldn’t drive home
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| When you take my keys, oh I’m beggin' you please
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| Go on take my cellphone
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| 'Cause I have been known after tying one on
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| To call up a couple old friends
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| Tell 'em that I love 'em or maybe dog cuss 'em
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| When I’m drinkin' and dialin' again
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| So the next time you think I’ve had too much to drink
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| And you tell me I should not drive home
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| Oh, when you take my keys, oh I’m beggin' you please
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| Go on and take my cellphone
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| If you’ve ever heard me slurring my words
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| On your voice mail around 4:00 a. |
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| You’ll have to forgive me and blame it on the whiskey
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| I was drinkin' and dialin' again
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| I’d been drinkin' and dialin' again |