| She’s waiting, praying that he don’t drive tonight
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| She’s pacing the floor, she’s checking the time
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| Wondering how the glow with that porch light hasn’t gone out
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| 'Cause it’s been on now for three days straight
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| He’s been nowhere to be found
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| Probably drowning in the neon, where the wagon broke down
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| She called up his mama and his friends in town
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| But they ain’t seen him
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| Another night of no sleepin'
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| Round and around and around they go
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| Will it end? |
| Nobody knows
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| She’s all cried out on the kitchen floor
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| Spinnin' rooms, spinnin' wheels, spinnin' out of control
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| Spinnin' bottles, spinnin' bottles
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| He’s in a hotel room with the TV on
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| Gettin' lost in the static with the curtains drawn
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| Knowin' this could be the time that gets her gone for good
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| He’d quit if he could
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| But one down, two down, three down, four
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| Can’t even recognize the man in the mirror anymore
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| Oh, 'round and around and around they go
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| Will it end? |
| Nobody knows
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| He’s passed out on the bathroom floor
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| Spinnin' rooms, spinnin' wheels, spinnin' out of control
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| Spinnin' bottles, spinnin' bottles
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| This ain’t a game
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| Nobody wins
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| Yeah, nobody gets lucky when that bottle spins
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| Again and again, again and again, again and again
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| So, 'round and around and around they go
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| Will this end? |
| Nobody knows
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| Can’t live like this anymore
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| Spinnin' rooms, spinnin' wheels, spinnin' out of control
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| Spinnin' bottles, spinnin' bottles
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| Yeah, spinnin' bottles
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| Spinnin' bottles |