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Some nights it just takes like a smile and a shake |
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I've been with the bodies |
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Yeah, and I've been with the blood |
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And I went with Hallelujah and she didn't say a thing |
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She just wiped at her nose and then she winked |
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And I've been with cops |
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And I've been with the squares |
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I went with Saint Deborah of Defeat and Depression |
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She put her hand up on my shoulder and she just kinda stood there |
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Yeah, she said, "Call me 212-MARGARITA |
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'Cause I'm green and I'm misleading and I've had too much tequila" |
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And I've been with short tempers |
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I get behind the sharp knives |
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I believe the shots in the distance to be cold hard facts |
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Ringing out against the radios and the speaker stacks |
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And I've been with the hoodrats |
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And I've been with all the hangers-on |
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And I stayed out past dawn at some raunchy magazine launch |
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I hit the open bar and I got myself all turned on |
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And she said, "Call me 612-BLOODY-MARY |
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'Cause I'm nice and I'm spicy and I'm your only sure shot at recovery" |
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Yeah, I said, "Call me 212-MARGARITA |
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I'm green and I'm misleading and I've had too much tequila" |
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Leave a message at the Motel 6 |
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Let me know if you're still so sick |
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We'll be in town on a three-night stick |
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Yeah, and maybe if you feeling better |
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We could get some soup together |
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We've been sick together before |
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I believe in the bodies |
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And I believe in the blood |
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I believe in salt along the rims of the glasses |
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'Cause that makes us thirsty |
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And when we drink then we all fall in love |
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I believe in the bodies |
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And I believe in the blood |
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I believe in salt along the rims of the glasses |
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'Cause that makes us thirsty |
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And when we drink then we all fall in love |
