| Worked away, I worked night and day
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| To keep that gal in shoes
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| I came home too soon, looked in our room
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| And got hit with real bad news, I tell ya
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| She played me really bad news, I tell ya
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| Threw me right on the street
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| I left everything, except my 6-string
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| And a hope it’s my friend I’ll meet
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| Well, I took my 6-string and a bottle of scotch
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| 'Cause my gal done the same
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| I made my way straight into my favorite bar
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| 'Cause I’m free now to play the game
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| I sat right down, my pain to drown
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| With whiskey and a couple of beers
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| I looked around, 'cause I heard your sound
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| It’s my friend who’s standing right here
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| Let’s grab that beer, let’s shoot that pool
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| I ain’t done it for so long
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| Let’s hit the club, let’s play it cool
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| What could possibly go wrong?
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| I got nothing elste to lose my friend
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| Nothing but a song
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| I got nothing but my 6-string and my friend
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| So what could possibly go wrong?
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| The hours passed and the drinks were fast
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| The whiskey and the rye
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| The tunes were on, they played our favorite songs
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| And then she caught my eye
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| I went right there and kissed her hair
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| And picked me up a slap
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| But one smile more, one half broke jaw
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| And she was on my lap
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| We got nothing else to lose my friend
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| Nothing but a song
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| We got nothing but our 6-strings and a friend
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| What could possibly go wrong?
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| God smiled on us, she ain’t alone
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| Her friend is looking fine
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| She floated over straight to my side
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| And offered me her time
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| I can’t say no to such a gal
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| 'Cause she looked so hot to me (Oh yes)
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| Well I leaned right in, then she slapped my chin
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| But then made it up to me
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| We got nothing else to lose my friend
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| Nothing but a song
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| We got nothing but our 6-strings my friend
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| So what could possibly go wrong?
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| Well it looked like the night would end up all right
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| But lemme tell you, you never can tell
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| Two fellas swaggered in right out of the shade
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| And they started to rain on our parade
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| A shitload of money they spent
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| And out the door they went
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| With the gals by their hands, destroying our plans
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| Drove off the bar with a shiny car
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| But who cares I’m still here with my friend, oh yeah — so
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| Let’s grab that beer, let’s shoot that pool
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| I ain’t done it for so long
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| Let’s hit the club, let’s play it cool
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| What could possibly go wrong?
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| I got nothing elste to lose my friend
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| Nothing but a song
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| I got nothing but my 6-string and my friend
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| So what could possibly go wrong? |