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She's off misbehaving with him not with me A pessimistic tomorrow is all that I see I can live with my version of the world going past Well the hard times we've had don't look so bad Through the bottom of the glass So turn off the jukebox dim down the lights I don't need no vision twenty twenty tonight I'll pretend I don't see her even if they walk past Through the jokes and the tears Through the smoke and the beers Through the bottom of the glass Well the grapevine done told me what they see and hear They must like to watch me get tears in my beer I've found a new someone you may say she's trash Well she ain't much to see but she looks good to me Through the bottom of the glass So turn off the jukebox dim down the lights I don't need no vision twenty twenty tonight I'll pretend I don't see her even if they walk past Through the jokes and the tears Through the smoke and the beers Through the bottom of the glass Through the jokes and the tears Through the smoke and the beers Through the bottom of the glass
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