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How you Doin Los Angeles
We J T and tennessee kids
This is a song a bout alchol
Bitter sweet thing, could this be a dream
Or just the same nightmare that keeps me awake?
Feel it in my brain. A tall shot of pain.
Pour a little up now for the love that we've made.
I feel it in the morning. You’re still here in the morning.
I see you but you're gone Telephone a doctor: I’m not okay.
The bottom of the bottle To fill this empty heart up.
A thousand proof Don’t change the truth.
I tried it but I can’t.
I can’t drink you away. I’ve tried Jack, I’ve tried Jim,
I’ve tried all of their friends. But I can’t drink you away.
All these rocks–I can’t swim Out of this skin
I'm living in. Say
Now tell me, baby, don't they make a medicine for heart break, ooh?
Tell me, baby, oh, yeah, now don't they make a medicine for heart break?
Got a pounding on my brain. So I drowned it away.
When the sun comes up tomorrow you can find me doing the same.
'Cause I just can’t forget The way we turned out this bad/bed.
And now the only thing that sleeps here is a ghost of you instead.
And then I feel it in the morning.
You’re still here in the morning.
I see you but you're gone. Telephone a doctor: I’m not okay.
Bottom of the bottle To fill this empty heart up.
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