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Weather man says it might hit ninety five.
September's gonna feel more like July.
He's calling for a night that's warm and mild.
I think he missed it by a mile.
He just don't know that you're gone.
I feel a cold one coming on.
Driving home gets longer every day.
I found new things to do along the way.
A bar room ain't no place to run and hide.
From the memories of a love that said goodbye.
I'm sick and tired of right or wrong.
I feel a cold one coming on.
*It makes you wanna start thinking about drinking.
If I don't find a way to ease my mind and leave all this behind...
I'm gonna go crazy without you baby.
A bar room or a bedroom back at home...I feel a cold one coming on.*
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A bar room or that bedroom back at home...
I feel a cold one coming on.