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There is at least one in every bar . . . 

If that’s a heartache you’re drinking Then to my way of thinking You shouldn’t drink it alone Mind if I sit with you, baby Between the buts and the maybes Go ahead an’ turn off your fone The game is easy, there’s no rules It only takes two broken fools The stakes are high, but that’s just fine You bet your heart against mine You lay your cards on the line chorus I’ve seen that look a thousand times before I’m here for the same reason you’re here for I’ll help you lose that self-control Out of a sad, weary soul Some-times, the lonely takes its toll So you like flirting with danger Wrapped, in the arms of a stranger Hey, we got nothing to lose When your pride has been dented It’s just a game they invented It’s called the Honky-Tonk Blues You came here, looking for trouble I see your heart’s on the rubble Freedom’s the high that you crave Let’s pretend, that we’re winning Start an old, new beginning Fortune favours the brave Chorus repeat I’ve seen that look a thousand times before I’m here for the same reason you’re here for I’ll help you lose that self-control We’re just two sad, weary souls Some-times, the lonely takes its toll

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