Midnight in Albuquerque
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Drunk again on a little Wild Turkey
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Damned if her memory didn't show up right on time
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I've driven through the rain, the snow and ice
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I ain't hit the same town twice
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Just lookin' for a place I figured she couldn't find
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I thought by now she'd left me alone
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Turned around and headed back home
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And just let me be
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Hell what does she want with me
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Bartender set 'em up
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Hell as long as she's here might as well stay drunk
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Start fresh tomorrow somewhere down the road
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Shut down another bar
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Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place
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This is gonna work
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Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks
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Before I get over her
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Well she walked out and I bought a map
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A couple towns and I'd be back
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Some place I could hurt where no one knew my name
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Yeah I started out in Little Rock
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I've lost track of everywhere I stopped
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I can't seem to drink enough to outrun the pain
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You'd think by now her memory
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Would get tired of following me
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But tonight ain't the night
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So before they turn out the lights
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Bartender set 'em up
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Hell as long as she's here might as well stay drunk
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Start fresh tomorrow somewhere down the road
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Shut down another bar
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Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place
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This is gonna work
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Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks
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Before I get over her
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Shut down another bar
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Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place
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This is gonna work
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Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks
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Before I get over her
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'Fore I get over her
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Run Out Of Honky Tonks
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Justin Moore |