Good Morning, Bartender Songtext
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If trouble had a name, it would be a name that changes every day
But always sounds the same
If heartbreak was a game, a game you could play at the old town arcade
Id be in the high score hall of fame
Good morning, bartender, would you mind lettin me in
I was thinking of starting a bender just as soon as this one comes to an end
My mind is like a train, driven by demons I drill through my days
I work like the devil just so I can play
But always sounds the same
If heartbreak was a game, a game you could play at the old town arcade
Id be in the high score hall of fame
Good morning, bartender, would you mind lettin me in
I was thinking of starting a bender just as soon as this one comes to an end
My mind is like a train, driven by demons I drill through my days
I work like the devil just so I can play
My life it is a train wreck, it keeps me guessin on whats coming next
Cos I aint a man babe Im a mess
Good morning, bartender, did I tell you what I figured out
That every circle has a center and mines right here without a doubt
My love is like an old road, seen a lot of good folks come and go
Covered with patches and tar and pot holes
My heart is like an old truck, it could probably use a little fixing up
But somehow the damn thing still runs
Good morning, bartender, would you mind lettin me in
I was thinking of beginning a bender just as soon as this one right now comes to an end
Cos I aint a man babe Im a mess
Good morning, bartender, did I tell you what I figured out
That every circle has a center and mines right here without a doubt
My love is like an old road, seen a lot of good folks come and go
Covered with patches and tar and pot holes
My heart is like an old truck, it could probably use a little fixing up
But somehow the damn thing still runs
Good morning, bartender, would you mind lettin me in
I was thinking of beginning a bender just as soon as this one right now comes to an end
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