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Rye Whiskey makes the band sound better, makes your baby cuter, makes itself taste sweeter. |
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Oh, boy! Rye whiskey makes your heart beat louder, makes your voice seem softer, makes the back room hotter, oh, but rye thoughts aren't good thoughts, |
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Boys, have |
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I ever told you about the time |
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I... Rye whiskey wraps your troubles up into a bright blue package, ties a bow around it. |
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Oh, boy! Just throw it on the pile in the corner, see, you're not alone in not being alone tonight, but rye love isn't god love, |
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Boys, have |
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I ever told you about the time |
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I... I used to wake up bright and early, got my work done quickly, held my baby tightly. |
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Oh, boy! Rye whiskey makes the sun set faster, makes the spirit more willing but the body weaker because rye sleep isn't good sleep, |
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Boys, have |
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I ever told you about the time |
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I took it and took her for granted? |
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How I took it and took her for granted? |
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Well let's take some and take them all for granted. |
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Oh, boy! |
