| I guess it’s time to write another one about being drunk
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| And I’ll just sit outside with a smoke on
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| It’s too late, its too late his jaw’s all over the place
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| And you know this one ain’t like the last one
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| And I, I can’t believe that he stole a car
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| He left the keys but he’s got a good heart
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| His hand ain’t nothing if it hasn’t got a ring on it
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| It’s time to pack it in
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| You gotta give it up for him
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| This one ain’t like the last one
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| And when’s this gonna end?
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| She’s got the old bill round again
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| This one ain’t like the last one
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| And I, I can’t believe that he stole a car
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| He left the keys, but he’s got a good heart
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| His hand ain’t nothing if it hasn’t got a ring on it
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| So what you doing around here again?
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| What did you tell your friends?
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| I heard you tell your friends that I’m the one who don’t mind
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| Of course I mind
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| Of course I mind
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| And I, I can’t believe that he stole a car
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| He left the keys, but he’s got a good heart
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| His hand ain’t nothing if it hasn’t got a ring on it |