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Jacob Hackworth - First Friday Night
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Текст песни: It's a routine shot of Jim Beam
Start at one, let it run through my bloodstream
Get my head straight, wipe my slate clean
Nothing new, burn a fuse just like last week
I go round after round from sunup to sundown
And I walk through the door like I've been there before, yeah
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Bet the next one I'll be right here
Might as well have my name on the wall
By the sign that says cold beer
'Cause I'm keeping the lights on
I got some hurt to put whiskey and ice on
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
I'll go round after round
From sunup to sundown
And I'll walk through the door
Like I've been there before
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Start at one, let it run through my bloodstream
Get my head straight, wipe my slate clean
Nothing new, burn a fuse just like last week
I go round after round from sunup to sundown
And I walk through the door like I've been there before, yeah
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Bet the next one I'll be right here
Might as well have my name on the wall
By the sign that says cold beer
'Cause I'm keeping the lights on
I got some hurt to put whiskey and ice on
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
I'll go round after round
From sunup to sundown
And I'll walk through the door
Like I've been there before
This ain't my first Friday night
And it damn sure won't be my last
Go through one too many bottles
Somebody hands me a drag
I'll go and find me another
Almost your color of blue
This ain't my first Friday night without you
Without you here hanging on to me on your third glass of wine
Now it's just me and me only trying to make closing time
I know my way 'round this lonely
I know what I gotta do
This ain't my first Friday night without you
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