[Verse 1] Pages and pages, cant read anymore Flowers and phone calls, Ive seen this before Im sorry, Im sorry, Ive heard oer and oer Apologies plenty, she left me this morn [Chorus] So give me that bottle, my sorrows cant last I got the money, so pour me a glass Tell me some jokes, turn the music up loud Youre hard to forget although theres a crowd [Verse 2] Got work to do before the bars closed Got to get drunk, cant feed a late soul Ive got a reason, Im sure youll agree That a falsehearted lover is worse than a thief [Chorus] So give me that bottle, my sorrows cant last I got the money, so pour me a glass Tell me some jokes, turn the music up loud Youre hard to forget although theres a crowd Youre hard to forget although theres a crowd
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