| Black fly in a whiskey bottle
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| Whiskey bottles full of all your lies
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| And black flies
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| Sometimes lies are sweet like honey
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| When you tell me that you love me so
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| I drink it up, you know
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| Don’t do me no good, but I cannot resist
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| Bad can be good, lick the lies from your lips
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| Before you go, just one last taste
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| One for the road, and our mistakes
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| If you say it, I’ll believe it
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| I don’t care if you don’t mean a word
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| As long as it don’t hurt
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| Don’t do me no good, but I cannot resist
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| Bad can be good, lick the lies from your lips
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| Before you go, just one last taste
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| One for the road, and our mistakes
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| For Tupelo, the sweetest taste
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| Lay down beside me and drink away, drink away
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| Black heart in a jilted lover
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| Jilted lover, I’ll stay by your side
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| Before you go, just one last taste
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| One for the road, and our mistakes
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| For Tupelo, the sweetest taste
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| Lay down beside me and drink away, drink away |