The party's over
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I can't drink no more
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My head is hurtin'
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I'm looking for the door
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But it's so hard to find
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So hard to find
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Walk to my car on my hands and my knees
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Hand in my pocket
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I'm looking for the keys
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But they're so hard to find
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Look at my son, he's no friend of mine
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Reach for my shades before I go blind
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Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know
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All messed up with no place to go
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I'm seeing double
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The whisky's to blame
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I'm having trouble remembering my name
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So hard to tell, it's so hard to tell
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Can't get no sleep
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There's a quarrel and fight
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I'm not sure if I'm dead or alive
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So hard to tell
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Look at my son
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He's no friend of mine
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Reach for my shades before I go blind
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Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know
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All messed up with no place to go
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I can't believe it's really me in the mirror
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Feel like I'm falling off the rails
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looks like a hellhouse on my tail
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Look at my son
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He's no friend of mine
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Reach for my shades before I go blind
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Maybe tomorrow I don't wanna know
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All messed up with no place to go
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All messed up with no place to go
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All messed up with no place to go
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All messed up with no place to go
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All messed up
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All messed up
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All messed up with no place to go
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All messed up with no place to go
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All Messed Up
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| Gary Moore |
