Well, I woke up this morning to a busted up room
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Some half empty bottles and a half written tune
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I stacked up the papers and I cleaned up the mess
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I don't know what happened but I got a good guess
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I must've stayed up all night again, drinking
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Heartbroken, singing the blues
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But don't be surprised, you know it ain't the first time
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I stayed up all night again writing a song about you
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I called up your number and I just let it ring
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Nobody answered so I called it again
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And then I pulled out that bottle and I filled up a glass
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Rescued a wrinkled up page from the trash
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And then I stayed up all night again, drinking
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Heartbroken, singing the blues
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But don't be surprised, you know it ain't the first time
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I stayed up all night again writing a song about you
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But don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'll be alright
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Maybe I'll write a number 1, one of these nights
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And you can tell all your friends that it's all about you
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But until then I know just what to do
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I'll stay up all night again, drinking
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Heartbroken, singing the blues
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But don't be surprised, you know it ain't the first time
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I stayed up all night again writing a song about you
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I stayed up all night again writing a song about you
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I Stayed Up All Night Again
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| Reckless Kelly |
