| I feel better when I’m drinking
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| It just seems to ease my mind
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| And all my worries and troubles
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| They just seem to fade behind
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| Oh the secret of the bottle
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| It may never be known
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| So I’ll raise my glass and propose a toast
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| And this one baby is for you
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| I start to laugh when I’m drinking
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| And I may tell a joke or two
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| Sometimes I’ll even pretend
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| That I’m still in love with you
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| Oh the secret of the bottle
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| It may never be known
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| So I’ll raise my glass and propose a toast
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| And this one baby is for you
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| And you ask me if I’ve felt pain
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| After all that I’ve been through
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| I’ve paid more than just my dues
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| I felt the pain of you
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| I’ll tell them what I see
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| Oh I feel the pain when I’m drinking
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| It just don’t seem to cut as deep
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| And when I lay down without you
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| It makes it easier to go to sleep
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| Oh the secret of the bottle
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| It may never be known
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| So I’ll raise my glass and propose a toast
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| This one baby is for you
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| The secret of the bottle
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| It may never be known
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| So I’ll raise my glass and propose a toast
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| This one baby is for you, oh
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| The secret of the bottle
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| It may never be known
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| So I’ll raise my glass and propose a toast
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| This one baby is for you
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| I feel better when I’m drinking |