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Is really not a home, he said i hate this bar and i hate to drink
then he looked at me
i hate my job
Blue and green, then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said i hate everything
I hate everything, i hate everything Hate, i hate summer
so i pulled out my phone and i called my house
When he ordered up his third one he looked around, he said i hate this bar and i hate to drink
cause she s the reason i feel this way
then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said i hate everything
Blue and green, then he looked at me Hate, i paid for his drinks and i told him thanks
With a swimming pool and a parking lot view, but i just can t get over her leaving me for him
I paid for his drinks and i told him thanks, thanks for everything
i hate everything
Red and yellow, i said babe i m coming home
i said babe i m coming home
Then he opened up his billfold and threw a 20 down, i hate everything Hate, then he opened up his billfold and threw a 20 down
we re gonna work this out
I put it in his hand, said i do believe i ll have one more
thanks for everything
so i pulled out my phone and i called my house
He said i hate this bar and i hate to drink, is really not a home
but i just can t get over her leaving me for him
so i pulled out my phone and i called my house
He said one bedroom apartment where i get my mail, fall and spring George, and the faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
I hate everything, then he looked at me Strait, it s more like a jail
Then he opened up his billfold and threw a 20 down, man that s just great Strait, and i picked it up
i paid for his drinks and i told him thanks
I said babe i m coming home, so i pulled out my phone and i called my house, we re gonna work this out
We re gonna work this out, and the faded photograph fell out and hit the ground, and the faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
but on second thought tonight i think i hate everything
Then he looked at me, then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said i hate everything, it s more like a jail
Said i do believe i ll have one more, he said i probably ought to throw this one away, i hate everything
It s more like a jail, he said one bedroom apartment where i get my mail
said i do believe i ll have one more
He said one bedroom apartment where i get my mail, then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said i hate everything
He said i hate this bar and i hate to drink, he said thank you bud
but on second thought tonight i think i hate everything
I put it in his hand, but i just can t get over her leaving me for him George, is really not a home
But i just can t get over her leaving me for him, when he ordered up his third one he looked around
we re gonna work this out
I hate my job, i hate summer, but on second thought tonight i think i hate everything
is really not a home
and i picked it up
he said thank you bud
I paid for his drinks and i told him thanks, then he shook his head and looked down at his ring and said i hate everything, we re gonna work this out
So i pulled out my phone and i called my house, he was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down
He said i hate this bar and i hate to drink, and the faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
So i pulled out my phone and i called my house, he said i hate this bar and i hate to drink
i hate my job
fall and spring
But i just can t get over her leaving me for him, i hate summer
He was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down, he was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down, thanks for everything
Is really not a home, said i do believe i ll have one more, thanks for everything
I hate my life and if it weren t for my two kids i d hate my, i hate everything
but on second thought tonight i think i hate everything
cause she s the reason i feel this way