| Fallin out on a midnight
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| On the tail end of a goodbye
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| I had a feelin it won’t right
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| Had a feeling like I kicked down a door
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| Many men like to talk rot
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| Over whiskey and dreams shot
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| And I can feel your blood go hot
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| When you hear another talk like he know
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| Takes too long a time to get to know ya
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| And it takes too short a time to say goodbye
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| And if on some sudden night I lost you
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| You’ll always be a long time on my mind
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| So you wish you were something
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| Anything other than what you been
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| So it feels a little late to let love in
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| Well it’s never too late to try
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| And I don’t care what you done now
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| It doesn’t matter, it’s done now
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| Just as long as this world still has you around
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| You can always make somebody smile
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| Nothin' given matches what I owe ya
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| So rare a joy to be held in your eye
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| And if on some sudden night I lost you
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| I’ll always be a light of yours in mine
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| Lookout low
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| Look out tonight
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| Look out low
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| Look out alright
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| Lookout low
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| Look out tonight
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| Look out low
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| Look out alright
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| Lookout low
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| Look out tonight
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| Look out low
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| Look out alright
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| Lookout low
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| Look out tonight |