I could get feeling down, I could cruise downtown
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Find a good place to cry, drink a bottle dry
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I could sing, closing time, I could ease my mind
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And all those little honky tonk joys
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Baby, what’s the point?
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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I’m standing in the pouring rain
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And like I’ve never been here before
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I’m just here again
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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So you’re leaving like a long freight train
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If I even cry at all, that would be a crying shame
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The sky ain’t gonna fall, baby
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You know it ain’t no thing
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Don’t feel sorry, don’t feel sad, don’t feel bad
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By the way, you had to break my heart in two?
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I got news for you
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Psst, it’s okay, it’s alright
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In fact, there’s nothing that’s quite like being me
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There’s other fishes in the sea
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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I’m standing in the pouring rain
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And like I’ve never been here before
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I’m just here again
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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So you’re leaving like a long freight train
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If I even cry at all, that would be a crying shame
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Oh, the sky ain’t gonna fall, honey
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You know it ain’t no thing
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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So I’m standing in the pouring rain
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And like I’ve never been here before
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I’m just here again
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Ain’t no thing, ain’t no thing
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So you’re leaving like a long freight train
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If I even cry at all, that’ll be a crying shame
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Oh, the sky ain’t gonna fall, honey
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You know you… |