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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeAlcohol Of Fame
She left me standin' on a porch down in GeorgiaHad me beggin' yellin': Baby, don't leaveShe had her middle finger wavin' out the windowLike she didn't give a damn about meI'd have been better off if she took the dogand left me with nothin' to doBut head down to the barand get a head start on healin' these heartbreak bluesI need a longneck bottleI need a jukebox songI need a neon angelTo kickstart my movin' onWhen they turn them go-home lights onI swear they're gonna know my nameI'm 'bout to drink myself into the Alcohol of FameHey, right around last callthey'll hang my picture on the wallI give 'em all a box stool speechI thank Jim and Jack for havin' my backAnd her for walkin' out on meI need a longneck bottleI need a jukebox songI need a neon angelTo kickstart my movin' onWhen they turn them go-home lights onI swear they're gonna know my nameI'm 'bout to drink myself into the Alcohol of FameOh, I can see a statue of me in that parkin' lotSmokin' a cigarette that's twistin' off the topI need a longneck bottleI need a jukebox songI need a neon angelTo kickstart my movin' onWhen they turn them go-home lights onI swear they're gonna know my nameI'm 'bout to drink myself into the Alcohol of FameYeah, I'll take all the creditBut she'll take all the blameAnd I'm 'bout to drink myself into the Alcohol of FameI'm 'bout to drink myself into the Alcohol of Fame
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