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Lyrics
Four in the mornin' starin' at the ceilin' My brain is nearly dead, I can't shake this feelin' Feels like a whole damn world's closin' down on me Livin' in a bottle like a crazy dream Starin' at the walls can ya hear me scream One more night, one more ride, one more drink to get me high One more shot, one more drink Throw me a line before I sink One more shot, one more drink Don't get caught by the hair of the dog that bites you Cruisin' like the wind, I'm livin' in sin Reachin' for the sky, but there ain't no end Somebody spread my wings before I crash and burn Burnin' up inside gimme one more shot Cause there ain't no cure for what I've got One more night, one more ride, one more drink to get me high
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