C. Mead, R. Malo
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Well it's been years since I made all the rounds
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And closed up all the honky tonks in town
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I just got used to being on my own
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Waiting for no one to call my own
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But now the hand of fate has laid a card on me
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A winning hand I didn't want to see
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No one I could blame
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I wanted in this game
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But now I'm right back where I never thought I'd be
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That's what I get
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For falling once again
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You made me forget with no regrets
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What I knew back then
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Well I thought I knew it all
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I swore I'd never fall
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But here I go again
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That's what I get
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Now I resign myself to you and I don't care
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You make me feel like I'm a millionaire
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Because of you I gave that wheel a spin
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Even though I know the house will always win
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That's What I Get
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| BR5-49 |
