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Shes the Reason the Barstools Still Around
Here I sit with, my mind, closing in... On a memr’y, I’ve tried, to escape... I drink everyday, try’n to turn the page But it keeps on, getting replayed She’s the reason the barstool’s still around It’s like she put, my heart, into a lost and found No one is looking, for a heart that’s torn out She’s the reason the barstool’s still around I know, I’m not, the first man... To wonder, where love goes, when it dies... When goodbye’s the last word, that you hear... It’s too late, so why even try.... She’s the reason the barstool’s still around It’s like she put, my heart, into a lost and found No one is looking, for a heart that’s torn out She’s the reason the barstool’s still around I’ve drank my sorrows worth of whiskey And the beer makes, this hollow chest feel fine... I just wish she had thought things over As I sit here fearing closing time I drove me to drink But I can’t make it home I dial up her number Then hang up the phone If you wonder why most men Precede women into the ground Well she’s the reason the barstool’s still around
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