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[ti:Tip Jar] |
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[ar:Frankie Ballard] |
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[al:] |
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Me and the boys |
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We played every frat house and dive |
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We rocked the Razorbacks |
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The Vols and the Crimson Tide |
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We were down and destined when she walked up to the stage |
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Dropped a note in the tip jar |
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Blew a kiss and walked away |
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I counted two hundred dollars |
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One request for the Grateful Dead |
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A couple bottle caps, a business card |
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And a perfume note that said: |
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"I love hurricanes and long-necks |
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And guitars cranked up on ten |
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Waking up with the sunset |
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And hanging here at the Hog's Breath |
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Lighters raised up in the smoke rings |
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The sunburn on some new ink |
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I'm hearing Drift Away while you sing |
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And kissing beneath the stars" |
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Oh man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar |
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I held her that summer |
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Living on borrowed time |
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Cause once September comes |
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Everybody says goodbye |
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Now it's the last show and here she comes to the stage |
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Dropped a snapshot in the tip jar |
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Blew a kiss and walked away |
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I counted five hundred dollars |
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One request for the Grateful Dead |
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And a picture of her with those long tan legs |
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And on the back it said: |
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"I love hurricanes and long-necks |
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And guitars cranked up on ten |
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Waking up with you at sunset |
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And hanging here at the Hog's Breath |
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Lighters raised up in the smoke rings |
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Tthe sunburn on some new ink |
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I'm hearing Drift Away while you sing |
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Baby, take care of my heart" |
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Man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar |
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I see lighters raised in the smoke rings |
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And sunburn on some new ink |
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I'm playing Drift Away but I can't sing |
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As she slips off into the dark |
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Man, you find all kind of things in a tip jar |
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Yeah, you find all kind of things in a tip jar |