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I thought I'd start this simple song With something you could sing along Like, "Nah nah nah nah nah nah" But then I felt a bit cliché I started beaten path that way And besides, it didn't get me very far I guess the well is running dry I'm not surprised It's been thirteen years of lies Running at the mouth about These lovers I can't live without Well, I'm not exactly hunting them down Letras de canciones Down and out and overweight Under the influence of three years straight Of drinking on the job If it's not some love affair It's a song about the great despair Of the loner at the end of the bar Well you are what you are You are what you are You are, you are You do, you do Nah nah nah nah nah nah A hundredth verse Same as the first I'm a dictophone of drunken slurs Press rewind, it's a new album Hot off the press Hey, but this guy sounds depressed again So you can never drop this drunken bit And the fits of pain you still stomach Well, it's for the love of the song Oh yeah, the song Oh yeah, the song I thought it was I thought it was supposed to be a singalong Oh yeah, the song Oh yeah, the song, the song, the song The song, for the love of the song From Letras Mania