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Love is a mysteryIt's a tricky thingIt's more than a wordMore than a ringWhen the right thing turns to wrongTurns into a lonesome songAnd everybody knows how it goes when it doesThe bottle holds the whiskeyThe whiskey holds the manThe man holds the bottle when it's all that's leftAnd the left hand lights what the right hand holdsThe smoke can't hide what the heart regrets'Cause the heart holds the memoryAnd the memory holds thе pastAnd the past holds the womanAt the bottom of thе glassSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottomI played it all overOver in my mindI'm lookin' for the reasonsI just can't findWish I knew what I could blameWithout a moment I could nameI don't have a thing that I recallThe bottle holds the whiskeyThe whiskey holds the manThe man holds the bottle when it's all that's leftAnd the left hand lights what the right hand holdsThe smoke can't hide what the heart regrets'Cause the heart holds the memoryAnd the memory holds the pastAnd the past holds the womanAt the bottom of the glassSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottom'Cause the heart holds the memoryAnd the memory holds the pastAnd the past holds the womanAt the bottom of the glassSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottomOh, the hurt's holdin' meAnd I'm holdin' onTo a hundred-proof truthAnd a hope that's long goneSo I don't have a problemIf I don't see the bottom
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