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Drinking again
Thinking of when you loved me
Having a few
Wishing that you were here
Making the rounds
Buying a round for total strangers
Just being a fool
'Cause I keep hoping, hoping
Hoping you'll appear
Sure I can borrow a smoke
I can sit here all night
And tell these jokers some jokes
But who wants to laugh
Who's gonna laugh
at a broken heart
Oh, my heart is aching
I swear it's breaking
And I'm drinking again
Thinking of when you loved me
And I'm trying to get home
With nothing, nothing but a memory
Yes, I'm dying to get home
Dying to get home
And I got nothing but a bottle of beer
And just my memory
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