| Workin' all this overtime
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| Is good at keepin' me occupied
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| Hell with the stress
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| It ain’t killed me yet
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| Doctor says I gotta quit
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| Get on the wagon and off of them damn cigarettes
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| But they ain’t killed me yet
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| Doc you probably wonder why I don’t care
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| Why I don’t change, why I ain’t scared
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| 'Cause I thought her leavin' would stop my heart from beatin'
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| And gettin' over her would be my death
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| It hurts every night
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| When she dances through my mind
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| I still feel the sting of the loneliness
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| But it ain’t killed me yet
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| She turned this house into a tomb
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| Ghosts rattle in every room
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| They’re doin' their best
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| But they ain’t killed me yet
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| So I lean on the bottle more every night
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| I’m probably past the point where I should give it a rest
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| But it ain’t killed me yet
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| No I ain’t sayin' I’ll never die
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| but 'til I do I’m on borrowed time
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| 'Cause I thought her leavin' would stop my heart from beatin'
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| And gettin' over her would be my death
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| It hurts every night
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| When she dances through my mind
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| I still feel the sting of the loneliness
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| But it ain’t killed me yet
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| It ain’t killed me yet
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| It hurts every night
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| When she dances through my mind
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| I still feel the sting of loneliness
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| But it ain’t killed me yet |