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The last to know, party's over and we won't goNo one to laugh at our jokes anymoreThere's the door, don't forget your hat.The stores are all closed, couldn't buy a break anywaySaint Jude he couldn't save you or me, I suppose[Chorus]More miles than money, look at out lives and it's so funnyMore miles than money, we fall in love and it's never funnyWe're the last, very last to know.Last to know, we play the jokers in this minstrel showCause no one cares in this showbiz crowd anymore.Got another cigarette, I'm not quite through with this story yet,Nothing left here that we should fear, I suppose.[Chorus: x2]From the cradle to the grave all the memories never savedNothing here that we should fear so I'm told.As the night slips away and we stumble towards another dayThere's nothing more that we can say, I suppose.[Chorus]
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"Last to Know" as written by Chad James Elliott, Tara Alesia Geter, Alvin Germaine West
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BUG MUSIC
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