| C.C. |
| Waterback, one tequila sunrise
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| One’s for my aching head, the other’s for my bloodshot eyes
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| Yeah, last night I let it all hang out, I guess that’s how my head got sore
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| C.C. |
| Waterback, I can’t stand the pain no more
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| Last night we got invited to a party at the Jones' place
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| For fun and games and booze and things
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| I guess I must have drunk a case
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| Well, that lady of mine, she drank warm red wine
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| 'Til she couldn’t even find the door
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| She wound up on the Jones' bed and I wound up on the floor
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| I gave you C.C. |
| Waterback, one tequila sunrise
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| One’s for my aching head, the other’s for my bloodshot eyes
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| Last night I let it all hang out, yeah, I guess that’s how my head got sore
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| I said, «C.C. |
| Waterback, can’t stand the pain no more»
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| And I fed you, C.C. |
| Waterback, one tequila sunrise
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| One’s for my aching head, the other’s for my bloodshot eyes
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| Last night I let it all hang out, I guess that’s how my head got sore
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| I said, «C.C. |
| Waterback, I can’t stand the pain no more» |