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Had a beer at the bar, couple dollars, down at the boot Then another one, for fun, cause Friday night told me to When on came a song, took me back in time You, me, another city and another life, started Thinking, I should stop thinking, about you But it all went to hell when the shots Hit my head, hit my heart Now I'm drinking, and I'm thinking, about you And we all know the trouble Imma get into tonight Unless I fight, back against these demons of mine So take this fucking phone from my hand Before I break down, call medicine man Bartender knew, she's seen every kind of blues I tried to play it cool, but she knows all about you How I saved every last second of our life From off-hand hello to all-night goodbye In a permanent, corner pocket of my mind But I hear certain songs, and hell sometimes I start drinking, and I start thinking, about you I start drinking, and I start thinking, about you And it always ends up with shots Hitting my head, hitting my heart Now I'm drinking, and I'm thinking, about you And we all know the trouble Imma get into tonight Unless I fight, back against these demons of mine So take this fucking phone from my hand Before I break down, call medicine man From Letras Mania