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Saturday night, hanging out, at the local dive
What was meant to be 1 drink turned into 2... 3, 4, 5
Nothing much was going on, the place was pretty much dead,
My buddy said "this joint suck, I'm going home to bed"
That's when I saw her, sitting in the bar
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