| My good friends speak
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| Like they did last year
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| Last night’s just a blur
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| Through a head full of beer
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| My good friends speak
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| Like they did last year
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| And last year’s just a blur
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| Through a head full of beer
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| Where’s your wisdom
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| Put that broken bottle down
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| Let the wind in your sails
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| Take you out of this town so sad
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| I think I’m dying
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| And if life’s just a living room
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| Then I’m in the hall and I’m glad
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| And if life’s just a living room
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| Then I’m in the hall and I’m glad
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| Oh I’m glad, I’m glad, I’m glad
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| Now the dawn it has broke
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| Still the night don’t clear
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| Memories falling in the mornin' rain
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| I’m up too close, to see it clear
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| And last year’s just a blur
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| Through a head full of beer
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| And where’s your wisdom
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| Put that broken bottle down
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| Let the wind in your sails
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| Take you out of this town so sad
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| I think I’m dying
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| And if life’s just a living room
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| Then I’m in the hall and I’m glad
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| And if life’s just a living room
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| Then I’m in the hall and I’m glad
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| Oh I’m glad, I’m glad, I’m glad |