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IRONIC!
16 years ago
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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 I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said honey we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
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 then I've been there before
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
Well I'll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you're livin' in
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay...
God damn, country music when your buzzed. ironic how this song fits.
on another note, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WOMEN!!!!! YOU ALL CONFUSE THE HELL OUT OF ME. self issue #1 solved, Im too dramtic in textual form. and seems every relationship sofar has been instant message dependant. someone once told me that the problem isint me perse, but the fact that i just dont do well in a non physical relation. im SLOWLY starting to see that myself. it sorta makes sence.
son of a bitch cant i just sit still, or they sit stil? complications, old flames, WHAT THE HELL?! grrrrr god dammit. just lonely i guess., ignore all that.
heres an early apology. too lazy to delete what i wrote, and too stubborn to let it go to waste, so here you all go. whoop de doo kaz is a fucking emo. deal with it.
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 I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said honey we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
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 then I've been there before
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
Well I'll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you're livin' in
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh I've got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay...
God damn, country music when your buzzed. ironic how this song fits.
on another note, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WOMEN!!!!! YOU ALL CONFUSE THE HELL OUT OF ME. self issue #1 solved, Im too dramtic in textual form. and seems every relationship sofar has been instant message dependant. someone once told me that the problem isint me perse, but the fact that i just dont do well in a non physical relation. im SLOWLY starting to see that myself. it sorta makes sence.
son of a bitch cant i just sit still, or they sit stil? complications, old flames, WHAT THE HELL?! grrrrr god dammit. just lonely i guess., ignore all that.
heres an early apology. too lazy to delete what i wrote, and too stubborn to let it go to waste, so here you all go. whoop de doo kaz is a fucking emo. deal with it.
Love Twitch~