| I’m feeling foolish just because
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| You’ve been fooling with someone
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| Who isn’t who they used to be
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| Someone who isn’t me
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| Who’s bad idea was this anyway?
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| Said that we needed space, we just got closer
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| Late at night, missing the little things
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| Something as simple as, «Baby, come over»
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| But I can’t forget the way you taste
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| So I pour another shot
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| And I pretend that it’s your lips
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| Chase you down, another round
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| Until I taste your whiskey kiss
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| When you’re up at 2 AM
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| You know that I’ll be up in 5
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| I’m feeling foolish thinking 'bout
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| All the nights that you go out
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| And the reason I can’t do the same
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| I’m scared I’ll call someone your name
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| Who’s bad idea was this
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| Trying to fix something that wasn’t broken?
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| Late at night, missing the little things
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| Something as simple as, «Baby, come hold me»
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| But I can’t forget the way you taste
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| So I pour another shot
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| And I pretend that it’s your lips
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| Chase you down, another round
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| Until I taste your whiskey kiss
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| When you’re up at 2 AM
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| You know that I’ll be up in 5
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| Your tomorrow, your tomorrow
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| So I pour another shot
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| And I pretend that it’s your lips
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| Chase you down, another round
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| Until I taste your whiskey kiss
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| When you’re up and you can’t sleep
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| Because you’re still thinking of me
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| So I pour another shot
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| And I pretend that it’s your lips
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| Chase you down, another round
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| Until I taste your whiskey kiss
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| When you’re up at 2 AM
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| You know that I’ll be up in 5
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight
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| Let me be your tomorrow tonight |