| Coffee and cigarettes are my only escape.
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| I got my cup of Joe, my pack of stokes,
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| And I’m on my way downtown to
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| Set up shop and sing my cares away.
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| So, won’t you sing with me,
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| 'Cause it’s cold outside, and I’m feeling kinda lonely.
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| Friday nights are always the same in this town.
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| I’m looking up, but I’m feeling kind of down.
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| So, I’ll light this cigarette and smoke the night away,
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| And I’ll hope that Saturday will be the day
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| When everything feels okay.
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| Ba da da da da da da da da
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| Ba da da da da da da da da
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| Coffee and cigarettes are best when shared with you.
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| We’ll go to Waffle House or your Mom’s House,
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| And share a cup or two.
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| Yeah, I have friends, but they have friends,
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| And they have parties, and I’m so awkward.
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| So what do you say, just as friends, we see a movie
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| This weekend, alright? |
| Okay.
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| Friday nights are always the same in this town.
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| I’m looking up, but I’m feeling kind of down.
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| So, I’ll light this cigarette and smoke the night away,
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| And I’ll hope that Saturday will be the day
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| When everything feels okay.
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| Ba da da da da da da da da
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