| I’m going to the bar tonight
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| Just tryna get my mind right
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| Maybe a couple shots of jack
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| Anything labeled black
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| Something’s gonna work this time
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| Coz i Swear she’s messin with my head
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| Turnin' every single street light red
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| But when I see that neon sign
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| I know I’ll be alright
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| I’m going to the bar tonight
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| But she’s everywhere
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| Yeah In the backseat
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| When I look in the mirror
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| Her feet on the dash
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| While I’m just tryna steer
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| Clear of the heart ache
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| Pedal down, and no brakes
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| (Yeah) Whatever it takes
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| To leave her behind
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| Let the wheels spin her off my mind
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| Cause she does it to me every single time
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| I go too far
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| This is how it starts
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| She ‘ain't even in the car
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| But she drove me to the bar
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| Instead of tryna get her back
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| I’m headed out to tip one back
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| Maybe two or three
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| Fo (u)r the memories
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| I put them all on my tab
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| I guess it’s come to that |