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Of all the dives in Virginia that I can walk in You had to be in this one tonight Sippin' on a Busch light Girl, you're looking just like My kinda kryptonite I know I probably shouldn't A smarter man wouldn't But that smarter man just ain't me 'Cause I don't know who you are But you already broke my heart And I ain't even bought you a drink Yeah, I can tell by that wink This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming You, you, you or the whiskey Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me Give me more of both and I guess we'll see I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me I know I'm in for trouble 'Cause I'm dizzy, seeing double Just from looking in your into-me eyes Heaven couldn't help me Baby, something tells me Letras de cancionesSleep ain't on the menu tonight Might be 2:30 But it's still too early To call it, so I'll call us a cab Ride away into the sunrise Kiss tomorrow goodbye Hell, it might be my last Girl, between you and the Jack This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming You, you, you or the whiskey Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me Give me more of both and I guess we'll see I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me Hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning You, you, you or the whiskey This is gonna hurt, hurt, hurt in the morning Bound to have a hell of a hangover coming You, you, you or the whiskey Wonder which one of y'all gonna kill me Give me more of both and I guess we'll see I got a real good feelin' you're gonna be bad A real good feelin' you're gonna be bad for me You're bad for me Aw, yeah, this ain't gonna be good From Letras Mania