| Crying in my beer, I feel pretty cool
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| Gonna waste away the night and be someone’s fool
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| It’s the same old song and dance everywhere I go
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| A sharp dressed piece of shit wanna run the show
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| Stumbling madly forward to another place
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| Through a barrel of a gun I saw a pretty face
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| With a long neck bottle of beer she was walking the line
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| She was death on two legs, her mother was 49
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| It was the coolest thing she ever said
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| When I woke up in her mother’s bed
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| Well alright, she said yeah
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| Wanna go for a ride?
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| Wanna do it again?
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| Long gone lover baby’s gonna give me hell
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| The devil in me took a ride to the wishing well
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| Sneaking round the house trying to find the door
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| When she punched me in the face and dragged me to the floor
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| She said: «Lick my pussy you fucking queer»
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| I said: «Hell no baby, I’m a fast motherfucker out of here»
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| She said: «Well, then you can go to hell»
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| I’m good for nothing at all
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| Crying for a beer and a cigarette
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| The harder they come the harder I try to forget
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| But it’s the same old song and dance everywhere I go
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| I’ve got the lowdown shaking chills, I’m good for nothing at all
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| I wanna go to a place where no one knows
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| My name, my face or my last score
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| Well alright, baby don’t you know
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| I’m headed for a fall
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| I’m good for nothing at all |