Sit down dear we gotta talk
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You're acting like a kid
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We don't wanna hear about
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The things you never did
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You coulda been a legend
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But you became a father
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That's what you are today
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That's what you are today
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Spending all your time
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Somewhere inside your head
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Haunted by the important
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Life you coulda lead
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But your kisses aren't enough
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To keep your kids in line
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So you better straighten out yourself
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And give your baby time
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Cause if you don't give her what she needs
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She'll get it where she can
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She's lonely man
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Don't leave yourself alone for too many days
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Sooner than you know your gonna start slipping
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You'll end up talking to the ghost
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Of your wife as if you knew her
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Your eyes will put her everywhere
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And spending all your time
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Somewhere inside your head
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Haunted by the important
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Life you coulda lead
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You'll fuck yourself to clear your head
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You'll close your door and go to bed
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You'll try to sleep without a dream
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That's where she finds you
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That's where she finds you
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Don't leave yourself alone for too many days
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Sooner than you know your gonna start slipping
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Dear we better get a drink in you
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Before you start to bore us
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Dear we better get a drink in you
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Before you start to bore us
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Dear we better get a drink in you
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Before you start to bore us
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"Don't forget the alcohol oooh baby oooh baby ..."
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Slipping Husband
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The National |