| Could you kiss me without whiskey
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| Would you miss me without wine
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| Without money buy your honey
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| Cause you break me every time
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| I think we are through
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| I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
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| I don’t know
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| Take away your tanqueray
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| You never stay, you are not much fun
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| Go and find yourself another
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| Heck, you might go get your gun
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| I think we are through
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| I don’t know what we I’m supposed to do
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| Oh Lord
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| And it’s bang, bang, make it a double
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| Look out now cause here comes trouble, yeah
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| Here come
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| On that juice, you get so loose
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| You got me thinking I’m the man
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| But it’s over when you are sober
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| And well now I understand
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| That it’s not real
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| Yeah, I’ve finally figured out your deal
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| Oh no
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| And it’s bang, bang, make it a double
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| Look out now cause here comes trouble, yeah
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| Oh take it away
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| It’s your lips, just bring those hips
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| But it’s a trick, yeah I could see
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| It’s a game that you’ve been playin', we both that it’s not real
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| This time I’m gone
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| I thought you honeymoon but I was wrong
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| Yeah
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| Cause it’s bang, bang, make it a double
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| Look out now cause here comes trouble, yeah
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| Oh no
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| Yea, it’s bang bang live on a double
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| Look out world cause here comes trouble, yeah
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| Yeah, here comes trouble
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| Ooh look out
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| Here come |