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Here i sit all alone Waiting to hear from you on my phone Here at the bar I'm drinken my wicky I feel my fingers they gettin all sticky My face is starting to get really numb So I do a another shot of some butter rum The pain I feel starts to fade away Till I wake up drunk the next day So I think I'll have to start all over again To stop that hurt that's comin in so I know I'll never see you no more but if you need to find me, I'll be here on the floor. Modified by JackEpsn1 Modified by JackEpsn1

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