| Early in the afternoon is the only time my mind is clear
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| To think of you and the love we knew
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| It’s a memory I hold so dear
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| Now we’re apart I’ve got a broken heart
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| The tears fall so sincere
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| I know it’s wrong but before too long it’s gonna be whiskey and beer
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| Last Call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| You must’ve ordered two more double shots from the shape that you’re in
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| There ain’t no stoppin' my bar hoppin'
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| I should’ve stayed home instead
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| You’ve got to stop the way you’re living
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| You better change your short life ways
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| Smokin', drinkin', and lovin'
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| You’re just numberin' your days
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| Though I just know what I need to do
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| If I could just turn around today
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| But her memory catches up with me
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| And this bar stool’s where I’ll stay
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| You must’ve ordered two more double shots from the shape that you’re in
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| There ain’t no stoppin' my bar hoppin'
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| I should’ve stayed home instead
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| You must’ve ordered two more double shots from the shape that you’re in
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| There ain’t no stoppin' my bar hoppin'
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| I should’ve stayed home instead
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head
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| Last call for alcohol still ringin' in my head |