I've got a number on a napkin
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A pounding in my head
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It takes everything I've got
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To crawl out of bed
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I lost a hell of a woman
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Freedom coked me on the chin
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But I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in
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The sun came up again this morning
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I got a call from a long lost friend
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Planned us a little road trip down in New Orleans
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It ain't much but it beats where I've been
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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I'm doing alright
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I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in, yeah
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Well, I'm getting better
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At barely getting by
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When I look at her picture
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I don't break down and cry
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And all this time on my hands
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It's getting easier to spend
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'Cause I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in
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The sun came up again this morning
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And took my own past back for a spin
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Now when it rains, it ain't always pouring
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And I'm learning how to live again
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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I'm doing alright
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I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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Yes, I'm doing alright
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in
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Yes, I'm doing alright
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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Yeah, I'm doing alright
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For the shape I'm in
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The Shape I'm In
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| Joe Nichols |
