| All you can drink is a beautiful thing
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| Through my margarita I see her alone
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| She couldn’t be a day over nineteen
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| So I sit at her table and offer a drink
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| She tells me I look just like her daddy
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| I tell her my daughter just turned twenty-three
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| Back in a single family household
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| So worried
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| At twenty-three, she found her life felt
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| So heavy
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| She’ll lock herself inside her bedroom
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| So empty
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| My father’s gone again
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| Wish he would never come back
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| My father will pretend
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| That he was never off track
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I know what he is
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I’ve seen what he is
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| She shook my hand and said
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| «Thanks for the drink»
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| Well I’m far too grey to be wastin' my night
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| Some idiot’s tryna take my car keys
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| I swear I can drive, nobody can stop me
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| Back in a single family household
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| So worried
|
| At twenty-three, she found her life felt
|
| So heavy
|
| She’ll lock herself inside her bedroom
|
| So empty
|
| My father’s gone again
|
| Wish he would never come back
|
| My father will pretend
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| That he was never off track
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I know what he is
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I’ve seen what he is
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| My father’s gone again
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| Wish he would never come back
|
| My father will pretend
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| That he was never off track
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I know what he is
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| He don’t know that I know
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| Yeah, I’ve seen what he is |