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(difford/tilbrook) |
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There's no tomorrow |
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When you feel sorrow, |
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There's just the evening |
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There's just the night, |
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To drink the feelings |
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Right out the ceiling |
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There's no tomorrow, now there's tonight. |
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There's no remembers |
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There's no pretenders, |
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There's just the weakness |
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There's just the thought, |
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So drink those troubles |
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Through several doubles |
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There's no tomorrow, 'cause life's too short. |
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There's no expression |
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There's no aggression, |
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There's just the sadness |
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There's just the pain |
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So drink to mysteries, |
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With one more whiskey |
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There's no expression, i'm drunk again. |
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There's no tomorrow |
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When you feel hollow, |
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There's just the barman |
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To lend an ear |
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So drink to lovers, |
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If there are others |
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There's no tomorrow, tomorrow's here. |
