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Drunk Or Lonely

 

Drunk Or Lonely

(альбом: The Way It Feels - 2020)


You're always 20 minutes late
'Cause you can't find your keys
And you never miss a game
Of your hometown team
So, your 2 A.M. call, ain't out of the blue
Boy, I know you

You're either shooting back Jack or sipping Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar, you can stumble home from
Or you're sitting all alone, getting lost in your phone
Reminiscing on our days in the sun
You're either feeling that buzz or your sheets are getting cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say, I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone-lone-lonely
Drunk or lone-lone-lonely

It'd be so easy to
Fall right back in your arms
But some things you can't undo
Like you hurting my heart
You know your come-back script right down to the letter
But I know you better

You're either shooting back Jack or sipping Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar, you can stumble home from
Or you're sitting all alone, getting lost in your phone
Reminiscing on our days in the sun
You're either feeling that buzz or your sheets are getting cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say, I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone-lone-lonely
Drunk or lone-lone-lonely

Ooh-ooh-ooh
You're sitting single, seeing double or the quiet's too loud
Boy, I got you figured out

You're either shooting back Jack or sipping Johnnie Walker Black
At a bar, you can stumble home from
Or you're sitting all alone, getting lost in your phone
Reminiscing on our days in the sun
You're either feeling that buzz or your sheets are getting cold
Baby, it's just the same, same old
The second you say, I'm still your one and only
I know you're just drunk or lone-lone-lonely
Drunk or lone-lone-lonely

Drunk or lone-lone-lonely
Drunk or lone-lone-lonely
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

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