| One two three four five six seven
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| Put your hands up to the heavens
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| Seven six five four three two one
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| Shout to god and shoot your guns
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| When the world’s got no one else
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| I’ll be drinking by myself
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| Two three four five six seven eight
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| through that plate
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| Eight seven six five four three two
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| Watch the water start to stew
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| And when the polar ice cap melt
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| I’ll be drinking by myself
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| A shot I wanted once
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| A shot I wanted twice
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| You didn’t hear the shots
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| So I’m kicking down the
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| I’ve been a drinking
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| I’ve been a drinking
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| When the luther rolls off the shelve
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| I’ll be drinking by myself
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| Three four five six seven eight nine
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| Take a dollar from the vine
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| Nine eight seven six five four three
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| Pay no mind until the plee
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| But when they rise up and raise hell
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| I’ll be drinking by myself
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| A shot I wanted once
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| A shot I wanted twice
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| You didn’t hear the shots
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| So I’m kicking down the
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| I’ve been a drinking
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| I’ve been a drinking
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| When the luther rolls off the shelve
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| I’ll be drinking by myself
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| Well I’ll be drinking
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| I’ll be drinking
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| Well I’ve been a drinking
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| I’ll be drinking
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| Well I’ll be drinking
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| I’ll be drinking
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| Well I’ll be drinking
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| I’ll be drinking
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| When the luther rolls off the shelve
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| I’ll be drinking by myself |