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I keep on talkin' with my stupid mouth, Like I got something to say I keep on singin' about my city life, yeah, but I try to live that way And so I'm runnin' my home, yeah, I'm from outside downtown It's better there than alone, where only I can shut me out Try, baby, I try, to change what we did at night But the feeling's not too wrong, it kills the comfort And you thought I was the one, oh, but I was only havin' fun Ten days was far too long for Southern Comfort Tryin' to stop it, I just don't know how, no, my feet were built that way So many places I don't know about, yeah, so why the hell not this way And so I'm runnin' my home, at least my bed is my home tonight I probably should be alone, yeah, at least just for tonight Try, baby, I try, to change what we did at night But the feeling's not too wrong, it kills the comfort And you thought I was the one, oh, but I was only havin' fun Ten days was far too long for Southern Comfort Try, baby, I try, to change what we did at night But the feeling's not too wrong, it kills the comfort And you thought I was the one, oh, but I was only havin' fun Ten days was far too long for Southern Comfort Oh!
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