| I recognized your number,
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| It’s burned into my brain,
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| Felt my heart beating faster,
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| Every time it rang.
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| Some things never change,
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| That’s why I didn’t answer.
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| I bet you’re in a bar,
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| Listening to a country song.
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| Glass of Johnny Walker Red,
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| With no one to take you home.
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| They’re probably closing down,
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| Saying, «No more alcohol.»
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| I bet you’re in a bar
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| 'Cause I’m always your last call.
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| I don’t need to check that message.
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| I know what it says.
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| «Baby, I still love you,»
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| Don’t mean nothing when there’s whiskey on your breath.
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| That’s the only love I get.
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| So if you’re calling…
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| I bet you’re in a bar
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| Listening to a cheatin' song
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| Glass of Johnny Walker Red
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| With no one to take you home
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| They’re probably closing down
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| Saying, «No more alcohol»
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| I bet you’re in bar,
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| 'Cause I’m always your last-
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| Call me crazy but
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| I think maybe
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| We’ve had our last call.
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| I bet you’re in a bar.
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| It’s always the same old song.
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| That Johnny Walker Red,
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| By now it’s almost gone.
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| But baby, I won’t be there
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| To catch you when you fall.
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| I bet you’re in bar
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| 'Cause I’m always your last call |