| Honey you give a whole new meaning to honky tonk special
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| I knew you’d kill a memory just as soon as you walked in this bar
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| And if you want to go with me, let me assure you, baby, I’ll let you
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| And maybe my bad judgement will take things a little too far
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| When the whiskey wears off
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| There’s no songs left for singing
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| When the crowd’s all gone home
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| Be wondering what was i thinking
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| When they put the stools on the bar
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| And that neon’s turned off
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| When the bottle lets me down
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| Her memory comes around
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| When the whiskey wears off
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| Well dont take it personal, 'cause this ain’t the first time it’s happened
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| I let that girl’s memory take me to a place lower than hell
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| But I buy a few more drinks, and maybe that will buy us a couple more hours
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| Sure as that sun comes, baby sober something i just can’t help
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| When the whiskey wears off
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| There’s no songs left for singing
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| When the crowd’s all gone home
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| Be wondering what was i thinking
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| When they put the stools on the bar
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| And that neon’s turned off
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| When the bottle lets me down
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| Her memory comes around
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| When the whiskey wears off
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| When the bottle lets me down
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| Her memory comes around
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| When the whiskey wears off |