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One, two, three, four... |
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When I woke up the next morning |
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You looked right through me |
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Through your eyes crying |
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I could finally see |
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They said: "please, baby, please..." |
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When I called you from Atlanta |
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You refused to speak |
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Now three days sober |
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Begging for a drink |
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I said: "please, baby, please..." |
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Those two pairs of big blue eyes |
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Stare me down, watching me fall |
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But what makes a man realize |
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That he's about to lose it all? |
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Sunrise at the County Lock-up |
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Now our baby is twenty-three |
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She was out late drinking |
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Killed a mother of three |
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She said "please, daddy, please..." |
