| The night life has its glamor when you’re lonely
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| It seems to help you make it for awhile
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| It calls to fools who think the only answer
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| Is wrapped up in a warm and willing smile
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| And so I went out searching every evening
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| Oh I’d drink the wine to whet my appetite
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| Till I’d find some pretty girl back in the corner
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| To be my life’s companion for the night
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| But I just can’t seem to take it anymore
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| I feel empty walking through a swinging door
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| Seeing all the lonely people just staring at the band
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| Wrapped inside the feelings
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| (Wrapped inside the feelings)
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| Playing one night stands
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| I’d take her home to tell her my sad story
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| I’d put a teardrop into every word
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| Oh I felt just like a genius when I made up
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| The lies that I don’t think she even heard
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| The wine would start to bring us close together
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| Our lips would meet to quench a hungry thirst
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| We’d slip into a world of champagne feelings
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| But in the morning all the bubbles burst
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| And I just can’t seem to take it anymore…
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| No I just can’t seem to take it anymore…
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| (Wrapped inside the feelings)
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| Playing one night stands |