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I'm lookin' for somethin'
To make me feel better.
I'm kinda sad, maybe blue,
And most of it's because of you!

Gonna shop til I drop
Courtesey of you.
Then head to the bar
And have me a few.

I might throw a pity party,
even dance on the bar.
You're not invited,
And I'm keepin' the car.

Gonna shop til I drop
Courtesey of you
Then head to the bar
and have me a few.

Bartender, can I call a cab?
Can I leave my car here?
I'm all partied out,
and had too many beers!

I'm standing at the door
143 Broken Road on the outskirts of town.
My family home where my mom lives now.
I knock and knock some more.
I hear the door open,
And I fall to the floor!
She laughs as she pulls me in.
It's nice to be on this couch again.

In no time at all
The sun will  beat down.
Last night I had a ball,
Now Im wearin' a frown

Sopped til I dropped
Courtesey of you.
Then I went to the bar
and had me a bunch!

Your visa's maxed out
And your car's at the bar.
There's the phone.
Is it you or did I give that bartender my number

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