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It's 3 a.m. and I'm out on the road It's at least thirty minutes 'til I get you home And the same damn songs play all night long And I wish this awkward silence didn't feel so wrong I just want to tell you That I had myself a really great time But a quick little peek from the passenger seat Tells me you don't want to be here Anymore Another lonely night at the hotel bar I got some B52's and some lit cigars I don't have the money for an international call But I don't really feel that you wanna talk at all From Letras Mania