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Keith Urban
Keith Urban
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P!nk
P!nk
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Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
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Peter Wallevik
Peter Wallevik
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Nathan Barlowe
Nathan Barlowe
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Jerry Flowers
Jerry Flowers
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Boy Matthews
Boy Matthews
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Cleo Tighe
Cleo Tighe
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Mich Hansen
Mich Hansen
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Boy Matthews
Boy Matthews
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Cleo Tighe
Cleo Tighe
Автор песен
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Daniel Heloey Davidsen
Автор песен
Mitch Hansen
Mitch Hansen
Автор песен
Peter Wallevik
Peter Wallevik
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Keith Urban
Keith Urban
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PhD
PhD
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Cutfather
Cutfather
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Dan McCarroll
Dan McCarroll
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Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
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Marco Sonzini
Marco Sonzini
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Nicolas Weilmann
Nicolas Weilmann
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Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
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Spencer Clarke
Spencer Clarke
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John Hanes
John Hanes
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Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
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Слова

Yeah, yeah I don't remember much about last night Woke up on a couch sunrise Saw the living room Through these bloodshot eyes of mine Cold sober You didn't like that I come home late 4 a.m. but it's a Friday, babe And I've been working hard Can't you give me some space 'Stead of shouting out, "Oh my God" Whoa, oh yeah Whoa, oh yeah I go out with some new friends But it just makes me miss you more More I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong? I know I'm proud But I've had one too many Come take me home So now I'm the one that's crying I didn't wanna call 'cause I didn't wanna fight I swear that I was trying, yeah But everybody falls when their head's a little high And I've never meant to get so out my mind With you playing cool, just pretending it's fine Oh, we've been 'round, 'round, 'round this Too many times before Whoa, oh yeah Whoa, oh yeah I go out with some new friends But it just makes me miss you more More I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong? I know I'm proud But I've had one too many Come take me home I don't know how lucky How lucky I am, I am, I am, no I guess sometimes I should give more of a damn A damn, a damn about you I don't know how lucky How lucky I am, I am, I am, no I know we're both stubborn Push each other's buttons I'd rather do it with you, but I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone I spend all my money drinking on my own, yeah In this bar, just sat here staring at my phone, yeah And I keep second-guessing where did I go wrong? I know I'm proud But I've had one too many Come take me home Come take me home Yeah, I've had one too many
Writer(s): Peter Wallevik, Mich Hansen, Daniel Davidsen, Cleo Tighe, Boy Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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