She's fast asleep on the sofa
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There's nothing but snow on TV
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I'm bleary-eyed and not much to show for
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Another night on the town acting free.
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Lord knows I've seen this old movie
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Too many times before
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But whenever those demons get to me
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It's not long a€?til I've slipped out the door.
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Wild nights, it's no kind of life
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Am I out here searching for me?
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Wild nights, it just don't seem right
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Am I lost, hey, well that just can't be?
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Not me.
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It's a bottle and a dimly lit bar room
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And I'm beginning to have me a time
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If I find myself just a bit lonely
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Well, the ladies a€?round here are so kind.
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Towards the latter part of the evening
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I was wearing my guilt on my sleeve
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And when I heard last call, it was this boys downfall
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'Cause by then it was too late to leave.
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Wild nights, it's no kind of life
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Am I out here searching for me?
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Oh, wild nights, it just don't seem right
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Am I lost, hey, well that just can't be?
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But a blind man sees better than me.
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Wild nights
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Wild nights
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Wild nights.
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Wild Nights
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| Nitty Gritty Dirt Band |
