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Introdução:
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This beer is colder than the shoulder you'd give me
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If I were to tell you the truth
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And the truth is she ain't been gone that long
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But I've been wondering what I'm supposed to do
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Call her up, tell her I miss her
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I do but I don't wanna be with her
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I can feel myself getting weaker
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And I just know I've gotta see her
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I don't go with her when she leaves
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But where she's goin' she takes me
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I don't go with her when she leaves
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But where she's goin' she takes me
You see I'm the kinda guy who likes to drive
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Takes me, Take me
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