| I’m so glad that I’m coming home
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| Well I changed my ways. |
| I don’t lie or get stoned
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| I’m sweet as the sweet things I know that you like
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| I no longer argue, and I don’t care to fight
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| Oh now that I’m as dry as a bone
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| Well I’m so glad that I’m coming home
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| The best thing that I ever saw
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| Was through eyes that I’d lent to alcohol
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| And morning is a vampire, and the night is the same
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| I’d give you my heart for the bits of my brain
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| That I lost while I was out on the road
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| I’m so glad that I’m coming home
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| I told my girlfriend I no longer fear
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| Life without wine, whiskey, beer
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| Spent so much time runnin' around
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| I could see in your eyes that you still have doubts
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| That I’m no longer tempted to roam
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| But believe it, honey
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| I’m so glad that I’m coming home
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| So glad that I’m coming home
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| I’ve changed my ways. |
| I don’t lie or get stoned
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| I’m sweet as the sweet things I know that you crave
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| Well I know you prefer it when I behave
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| Life’s inconsistent, and we ain’t the same
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| Though it’s reminiscent of the old happy days
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| We would lie in the field, and we’d moan
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| So glad that I’m coming home
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| So glad that I’m coming home |