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Garth Brooks - Friends in low places
Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know the last one to show
I was the last one you thought you'd see there
And saw the surprise and the fear in his eyes
As I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you said honey we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain
- Chorus -
Cause I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
And I´ll be okay
Oh I´m not big on social graces
Think I´ll slip on down to the Oasis
Oh I´ve got friends in low places
Well I guess I was wrong I just don't belong
But hell I´ve been there before
But everything's all right
I´ll just say goodnight and I´ll show myself to the door
Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene
Just give me an hour and then
I´ll be as high as that ivory tower
That you're living in
Repeat Chorus
The infamous THIRD VERSE:
Well I guess I was wrong I just don't belong
But hell I´ve been there before
But everything's all right
I´ll just say goodnight and I´ll show myself to the door
Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene
Just wait ætil I finish this glass
Then sweet little lady I´ll head back to the bar
And you can kiss my ass
Repeat Chorus
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