That'll Make You Wanna Drink

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Smokey bar
Mediocre band playin’
Old familiar songs, hit after hit
Neon lights
Cuttin’ through the smoke a new Minnesota
Fats is chalkin’ up his stick
Nine ball in the corner pocket, twenty dollars gone
Two Bubba’s standin’ toe to toe about to get it on
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That’ll make you wanna drink
Say, what the heck
Turn up a cold one
Throw down your paycheck
A room full of good times, laughter and pain
That’ll make you wanna drink
That’ll make you wanna drink
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Country boy
Out there on the dance floor with mud on his boots
He brought straight from the farm
Older man
Gold chains around his neck
And a pretty young thing hangin’ on his arm
I bet he’s got a couple of them little blue pills
She ain’t gonna, but for drinks all night
She’ll make him think she will
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That’ll make you wanna drink
Say, what the heck
Turn up a cold one
Throw down your paycheck
A room full of good times, laughter and pain
That’ll make you wanna drink
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The reason I came in here
Is I screwed up real bad
She’s made it mighty clear,
She ain’t never comin’ back
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That’ll make you wanna drink
Say, what the heck
Turn up a cold one
Throw down your paycheck
A room full of good times, laughter and pain
That’ll make you wanna drink
That’ll make you wanna drink
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That’ll make you wanna drink
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