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There's a man drinkin' whiskey in a bar room |
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He's nursin' a broken heart |
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There's a woman at a table |
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With her own brand of misery cryin' in the dark |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Will somebody lost find someone who's lost? |
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Will strangers find comfort in the cold neon light? |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Oh, there's just a waitress between them |
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They're so close to finding their dreams |
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They're just one dance away from easing the pain |
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Of coming apart at the seams |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Will somebody lost find someone who's lost? |
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Will strangers find comfort in the cold neon light? |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Will somebody lost find someone who's lost? |
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Will strangers find comfort in the cold neon light? |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
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Will two hearts make one tonight? |
