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I didn’t know where I was when I woke up With a headache and a black eye In the bed of my old truck I wish I’d made myself go home last night Instead of closing that bar down And starting that damn fight I learned whiskey just don’t mix With my smart mouth Lotta good that does me now What good is shoulda known better Once you’ve done what you shoulda never done at all What’s the use in all that knowin’ When looking back won’t change nothin’ And it’s too late for you to do a thing about It’s like finding your keys Once you bust your window out Lotta good that does me now Now all my friends been blowing up my phone It ain’t like me to act like that But then again they know she’s gone I think I finally screwed up good this time Cause I’m sorry and, baby, don’t go Never even crossed my mind At least, not until her taillights faded out Letras de cancionesLotta good that does me now What good is shoulda known better Once you’ve done what you shoulda never done at all What’s the use in all that knowin’ When looking back won’t change nothin’ And it’s too late for you to do a thing about It’s like finding your keys Once you bust your window out Lotta good that does me now Yeah, what’s the use in all that knowin’ When looking back won’t change nothin’ And it’s too late for you to do a thing about It’s like changing your ways Once your chances done run out Lotta good that does me now Lotta good that does me now I wish I’d made myself go home last night From Letras Mania