| The honky-tonk hero
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| Met the honky-tonk girl
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| She took him on a heartbreak ride
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| All around the world
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| So, bartender, don’t ask me why I’m sittin' drinkin' in this place
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| It’s as plain as the pain on my face
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| She had a set of red lips
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| Burned a hole in my heart
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| She had a way of holdin' me
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| That really tore me apart
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| But, bartender, don’t ask me why I’m lookin' like a hopeless case
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| It’s as plain as the pain on my face
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| Well, it’s as plain as the pain runnin' like rain down my cheek
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| And I cry from the lies I never saw in her eyes when she made love to me
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| So, bartender, don’t ask me what I think about the human race
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| It’s as plain as the pain on my face
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| Well, it’s as plain as the pain runnin' like rain down my cheek
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| And I cry from the lies I never saw in her eyes when she made love to me
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| So, bartender, don’t you ask me what I think about the human race
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| Ooh, it’s as plain as the pain on my face
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| It’s as plain as the pain on my face |