Well the first dance cost me a quarter,
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and the second dance cost me my heart
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Now I'm here on this barstool,
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like a circle it ends where it starts
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And it goes something like this
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Always a swing and a miss
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Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
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Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
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I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
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yeah it's alright
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And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
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Until it is something that you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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Well I woke up hung over in the squalor
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where I make my home
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Ate my heart out for breakfast,
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then I met the day stoned
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And it goes something like this
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Always a swing and a miss
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Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
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Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
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I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
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yeah it's alright
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And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
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Until it is something that you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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(Guitar Solo)
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Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
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Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
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I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
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yeah it's alright
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And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
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Until it is something that you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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It's something you ain't got
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'cause it's alright, yeah it's alright
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Something You Ain't Got
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| Cracker |
