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The way she looked at you, tears streaming down her face. |
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You felt the brush of her dress as she walked away. |
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And that's all that it took, sat down to buy her a drink. |
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An empty or a half-filled glass, it all goes down the same. |
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And that's the way that it's been, years later she took your name. |
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Hopeful and now unafraid. Your gut sinks each time you see her. |
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Another night at the Copper Coin, |
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Another night at the Copper Coin, |
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Another night at the Copper Coin, |
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Another night, |
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Another night. |
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And that's all that it took, sat down to buy her a drink. |
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An empty or a half-filled glass, it all goes down the same. |
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And that's the way that it's been, years later she took your name. |
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Hopeful and now unafraid. Your gut sinks each time you see her. |
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Tell me about the old days. |
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Another night at the Copper Coin. |
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Tell me about the old days. |
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Put the sun into the sea. |
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Because there ain't nothing like your smile, those legs and those eyes. |
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Tell me about the old days, |
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Tell me about the old days. |
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'Cuz the ain't nothing like your smile, your legs and those eyes. |
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And I will beg and steal and borrow to keep you safe your whole life. |
