I've got my eye on top shelf liquor,
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With taste so smooth it
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Hits you quicker.
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But you've only got the well.
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And I've got an eye for top tier women
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With legs so long they go straight to heaven,
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But this old bunch looks like hell.
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But tonight I'll take what I can get.
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I'd like to hear a great musician
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With strange ideas and grand ambition,
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But this guy, he's got trouble with chords.
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And I'd like to leave this game a winner
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Head held high, the luck of beginners
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But this old losers crawling out on all fours.
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But tonight I'll take what I can get.
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Well this drink will do,
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And girl you look all right,
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And this band is playing like hell tonight.
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These dice are loaded
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And Lord I am too
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I might be losing but I'm leaving soon.
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With the prettiest girl
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To enter this dump,
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She drank all of the whiskey but she left me the rum
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And tonight I'll take what I can get
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I've got my sights on brand new beginnings
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Brand new starts make saints of sinners
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But I'm doomed to live in my past
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Live nude girls says the sign out front,
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But old dead dreams are dancing in front,
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Of old dead dreamers with washed up luck,
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Buying love for cash
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Well tonight I'll take what I can get.
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This old story gets stale and dry,
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No matter how I try and try
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To spin this fable
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Fresh and new
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You strung me along
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Like a tease on prom night
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Getting me loose but
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Leaving me uptight
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Please tell me that
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Some of that love was true.
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Tonight I'll take what I can get
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Well this drink will do,
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And girl you look all right,
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And this band is playing like hell tonight.
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These dice are loaded
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And Lord I am too
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I might be losing but I'm leaving soon.
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With the prettiest girl
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To enter this dump,
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She drank all of the whiskey but she left me the rum
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And tonight I'll take what I can get.
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Tonight I'll Take What I Can Get
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Dashboard Confessional |