Lirieke: Ryan Adams. Pneumonia. Bar Lights.

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oh, bar lights and the liquor
and the way all the bottles they shine

i got five more dollars, drink another
and you?ll feel fine
you?ll feel fine

oh, bar lights and the women
the empty pool hall and you and i

i got five more dollars, drink another
and you?ll feel fine
you?ll feel fine

write your name down on a matchbook sleeve
call me up on sunday for a drink
call me up on sunday it won?t be anything

oh, bar lights and the liquor
and the way all the bottles they shine

i?ve got five more dollars and i wanna make you mine
i wanna make you mine
i wanna make you mine
oh, and i?ll make you mine