| Well if life’s a bowl of cherries
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| Why is mine the pits
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| Well I feel like crap from the bottom of my boots to my hat to my fingertips
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| I wanna get drunk get stoned get high and hang out with my friends
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| And all I need is a woman’s warmth
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| And that’s where you come in
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| I wanna get high and then get higher
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| Every city is just a little bit different in the same way
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| I wanna get drunk and then get drunker
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| Live every minute to the limit till the end of my days
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| Well the bus pulls up the honky tonk
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| And there’s a line around the honky-block
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| Ya know, that’s what these crackers love to see
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| Ya see I threw out my fishing line and honey I caught you
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| When after the show in the back of the bus
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| Oh sweetheart I know what you wanna do
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| You wanna high and then get higher
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| Every city is just a little bit different in the same way
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| Wanna get drunk and then get drunker
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| Spend every minute to the limit till the end of my days
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| Now sit down honey I’m gonna tell you the truth for the first time
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| Oh no dinner no movie no flowers no malls no suit no tie no cell phone calls no
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| promises popcorn roller skates diamond rings
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| Or makin' cakes no brand new fast cars ice cream candy bars checkin' in callin'
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| back no (do you think I’m fat) kiss me once
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| Kiss me twice damn you feel nice thank you dear do you think I might see you
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| next year?
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| Stoned and then get stoneder
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| Every woman’s just a little bit different in the same way
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| I wanna get drunk and then get drunker
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| Yeah live every minute to the limit till the end of my days |