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Swingin? doors sawdust floors
A heartache drowns as the whiskey pours
There?s a hole in the wall from some free for all
The ringin? crack of that old cue ball
I?ve been fallin? in here for what seems like years
Where the tears and the lonely belong
And wonder what?s going on beyond that blue neon
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