| I’m drinking again
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| And thinking of when you loved me
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| I’m having a few, and wishing that
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| You were here
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| Making the rounds
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| And buying the rounds
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| For strangers
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| Being a fool, just hoping that
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| You’ll appear
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| Sure, I can borrow a smoke
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| Maybe tell some joker a bad joke
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| But who’s gonna laugh
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| At a broken heart
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| Oh, yeah, I’m drinking again
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| It’s always the same
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| That same old story
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| After the kicks there’s just little
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| Old mixed-up me
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| Trying to lose a dream that
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| Used to be
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| Look at me, I’m drinking again
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| All over town |