| Me and JB and Sonny, we grew up on the buddy plan
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| Weren’t we some bad mothers, closer than brothers
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| Had a rockin' little three-piece band
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| Yeah we wrote a lot of songs about women
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| Then we tried to sing 'em pretty for the girls
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| Pushin' everythin' we did to the limit
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| Livin' right out on the edge of the world.
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| I recall on summer night at a party
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| We were sophomores hangin' out by the lake
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| I got off on some wine with a waitress
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| Sonny had a girlfriend that just couldn’t wait
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| JB hooked up around midnight
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| With an ugly girl from up in the city
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| He downed every can of beer in the cooler
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| Just tryin' to drink that poor thing pretty.
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| Hey me and the boys we made a lot of noise
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| And we, sang all our songs for free
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| We partied through college, acquired some knowledge
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| Never did get a degree
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| We did it our way lookin' back on the good days
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| There’s still not a lot I regret
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| Nights I Can’t Remember, Friends I’ll Never Forget.
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| I grew up and got married, took a job with the FPL
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| Sonny’s got a good life, a baby and a good wife
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| And everyday he carries the mail
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| JB is a cross-country trucker
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| And he called last night from South Carolina
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| He said I fallen in love with a waitress
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| That I met at a Waffle House diner.
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| He said the years seem to roll on faster
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| Than they did back when we were kids
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| Then we need us a break from the grindstone
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| That’s exactly what we did.
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| We put in a phone call to Sonny
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| Then we stayed out all night long
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| We drank a few cold ones, then told a few old ones
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| And sang another verse to the song.
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| Yeah we were boys who made a lot of noise
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| And we, sang all our songs for free
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| We partied through college, acquired some knowledge
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| Never did get a degree
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| We did it our way lookin' back on the good days
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| There’s still not a lot I regret
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| There’s some Nights I Can’t Remember, with Friends I’ll Never Forget.
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| All those Nights I Can’t Remember, Friends I’ll Never Forget. |