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into my home
You're like a bottle sent with a message
But you're sinkin' like a stone
If I had your name
I'd be changin' it by now

If I was
and the gales
I'll grab that bottle, grip the rail
And say my prayers

and then I'll throw that bottle
Out into the deep blue sea
And then I'll sail away
I'll
Watching my days go by
I'm sitting here without you
I think that I
May be aging all too rapidly
You might not recognize me soon

How I'd love to be
Bottle rockets without a doubt

And the blood sweat shivers running through these veins
(we were shakin', yeah we were shakin')
It kills me to know some
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
See everybody needs someone by their side
And I can't go on without you another night
Since companionship's been gone
My life has been so slow
a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.

My
We hit that liquor store
By the county line
Whipped out a fake ID
I got from a friend of mine
We made our getaway
Due south to the gulf shore sand
We hit that liquor store
By the county line
Whipped out a fake ID
I got from a friend of mine
We made our getaway
Due south to the Gulf Shore sand
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Have you heard the story about the boy who made a rocket?
He had all the things he needed, good friends and all the science
Gathered
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out to hide
See everybody needs someone by their side
And I can't go on without you another night
Since companionship's been gone
My life has been so slow
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.

My
under a blanket of sky

Then I'd hit Cape Canaveral middle of June
Strap on a rocket and shoot to the moon
And I'd have me a beer just watchin'
Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight
And at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight;
Me body is all black and blue, me
and other starts
I suspect them every one
They'll never change, it's too much fun

Just for now I'd like to rest
In the shade of a maple tree
To the blue
'Cause the deal is gone now, I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely, here come the blues

Well, sun has run down, she has gone out to hide
Yes,
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
and other starts
I suspect them every one
They'll never change, it's too much fun

Just for now I'd like to rest
In the shade of a maple tree
To the blue
get old
Cause the deal is gone now
I'd just better hold
Here comes long lonely
Here comes the blues
Well, sun has run down
She has gone out
On master and give him his plate
And pass him the bottle when he got dry
And brush away the blue tail fly

Jimmy, crack corn, I don't care
Jimmy, crack
runnin' on the same ole track
Can't feel nothing but your life flyin' by
You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind

Bottom of the bottle sure