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I Woke Up 2002
I woke up in a strange place
with strange smelling air
and on my shoulder some strange colored hair
I woke up that morning
and for sure her face looked better when we met the night
before
But so did mine, drenched in wine bleary eyed and telling
lies and calculating odds like a gambler
This ones cute but can I handler her
and if I can’t who’s next in line and how many drinks before
I find
another rescue from the another night alone
holed up and hard up in more ways than one
for love or any kind shape and size
just as long as the eyes staring back at me at the end of
the night weren’t mine in the mirror
and as my eyes are getting clearer I remembered that I
forgot her name
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