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You were so beautiful when I was drunk. And I'm sure we could have been something good if I hadn't sobered up. There's the door with your name on it. Don't let it hit your ass. Yes, I know we both could have gotten lucky but I think I'll have to pass. 'Cause you're not my type. You are not the boy that I like. But you were so beautiful when I was drunk. And I'm sure we could have been something good if I hadn't sobered up. Aus Songtexte Mania