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See her there at the table |
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Watch her tear at the label |
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From the bottle that she just drank dry |
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In her mind, there's a burning |
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It took a long time but she's learning |
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And just look at the teardrops she's cried |
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Everybody knows I love her |
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But her mind is on another |
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And just look what he's done to her pride |
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And if she should change her mind |
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Give up the music and the wine |
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I'll be standing by to be the next in line |
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I know her favorite songs so well |
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And she's happy, I can tell |
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Just as long as she can hear the jukebox play |
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So I'll keep playing it loud |
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I'll spend every dime I have |
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To keep her happy in my own kind of way |
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Everybody knows I love her |
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But her mind is on another |
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And just look what he's done to her pride |
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And if she should change her mind |
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Give up the music and the wine |
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I'll be standing by to be the next in line |
