| I love it how she breathes booze in the mornin'
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| Man, it’s so sexy how she can’t remember last night
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| I made a fatal mistake of letting her drink again
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| But who the hell am I to tell her how to live her life?
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| And if you could put dumb in a shot glass
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| I’m just another lush who’s had one too many in me
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| And please not enough
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| I see you stand there, settle for anything, anything’s better than lettin' her
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| Think she could do better than me
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| She’ll come around eventually
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| Cause baby girl’s a queen
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| But the queen’s just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
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| And she’s made me a fiend
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| I’m going through withdrawals but I got nothing to lose
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| Oh no
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| She’s at the bottom of that bottle
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| She’s only one more swallow
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| From being, oh, so hollow
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| (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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| Bravo, she’s at the bottom of that bottle
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| She’s only one more swallow
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| From being, oh, so hollow
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| I find it funny she can never find her car keys
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| Immediately after telling me she can’t take it
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| She makes the cutest faces when she screams obscenities
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| And slurs her words because she’s never not inebriated
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| And the front page headline read
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| «Let the girl go, you know you can do better»
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| It’s bad, when the fact that you can’t have her
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| Is the reason you sweat her
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| Don’t let her take advantage of you
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| Like the other girls let her
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| You better cut your losses now buddy
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| Cause baby girl’s a queen
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| But the queen’s just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
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| And she’s made me a fiend
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| I’m going through withdrawals but I got nothing to lose
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| Drown yourself, it’s not worth keeping me
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| Just put it down right now and bow out gracefully
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| (Cause baby girl’s a queen
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| The queen’s just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
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| And she’s made me a fiend
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| I’m going through withdrawals but I got nothing to lose) |