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Between the lunch and dinner rush |
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Kelly caught that out bound bus for Vegas. |
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And we're all out here talkin trash, makin bets, |
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Lips wrapped round our cigarettes. |
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She always thought she was too good to be a waitress. |
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We all say that we'll quit someday |
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When our ship comes in we'll just sail away. |
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But we're just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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We're just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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Out here goin broke. |
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Hey-yea |
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Yea we're just blowin... |
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Smoke. |
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Well Janie got divorced again |
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Her ex-husband's in the Pen |
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With 2 to 5 or 5 to 10 |
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Or longer, yea |
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And Brenda's tradin smokes for cake |
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Still hadn't lost that baby weight |
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And that baby's bout to graduate |
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From college... |
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I just flick an ash into the tray |
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And tell em both it'll be okay |
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But I'm just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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I'm just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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I'm out here goin broke. |
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Hey-yea |
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Yea we're just blowin... |
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Smoke. |
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We all say that we'll quit someday |
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When our nerves ain't shot |
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And our hands don't shake. |
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Yea, We all say that we'll quit someday |
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When our nerves ain't shot |
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And our hands don't shake |
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Wipe down the bar, |
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Take out the trash, |
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Light one up, |
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And count my cash. |
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Swear I'm never comin back again. |
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I'm just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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I'm just blowin smoke. |
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Hey-yea |
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Out here goin broke. |
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Hey-yea |
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Yea we're just blowin... |
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Smoke. |
