| The radio plays our favorite song
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| It’s what keeps me holding on
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| Baby do you miss me now that I’m gone
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| The DJ will play our favorite song
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| It’s what keeps me holding on
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| Baby do you miss me now that I’m gone
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| Do you miss me?
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| I remember the day that you told me you wanted to find another man
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| Now I hear you cry every time we play Arizona Stand
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| Now I’m standing here with 50 of my friends and a keg of Killians
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| And you’re at home with your Ani Difranco tapes again
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| It’s half past ten, no sign of cops the barrels going strong
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| Three more beers I’m sure’ll make me feel like I belong
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| And everyone here reminds there’s no point in going home
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| And everything there reminds me that I’m still alone
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| You got your secrets reasons why you said it’s over
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| That was my ticket to never again be really sober
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| I’m so divided holding on while cursing you
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| But unlike you right now I got nothing to prove |