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Happy hour's next door |
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But you'll have to brave the down poor |
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I'm staying here, where |
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I can get a song |
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Free with my drink to smooth things along |
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The bartender, he looks kind of sauced |
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But he always knows what's going down |
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It's how you carry yourself here |
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At the holiday cocktail lounge |
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I didn't talk or say much but |
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I got to know a lot |
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The greatest delicacies of |
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SpainThe effects of rain on your brain |
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Another drink with my free song |
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The usual things, they come and move along |
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Here at the holiday cocktail lounge |
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I have heard some places can change how you feel |
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It's not something you can see but |
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I think that it's real |
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Words that were spoken of passing thoughts in the mind |
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Somebody just rolled through and they left them behind |
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Maybe they sat in this very stool |
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And didn't make a sound |
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They just came and went here |
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At the holiday cocktail lounge |
