The bar lights and the liquor
And the way all the bottles they shine
Well I got five more dollars, drink another
You’ll feel fine
You’ll feel fine
You'll feel fine
The bar lights and the women
The empty pool hall and you and I
Well I got five more dollars, drink another
You’ll feel fine
You’ll feel fine
You'll feel fine
Write your name down on a matchbook sleeve
Call me up on Sunday for a drink
Call me up on Sunday tell me anything
The bar lights and the liquor
The way all the bottles they shine
Well I’ve got five more dollars that wont make you mine
That won't make you mine
That won't make you mine
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