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Bar Life
When I saw you out there in the parking lot,
I knew what I wanted, not a second thought.
I told you what's going to happen,
This is a scot and lot.
You've got to live that bar life,
Just take a shot.
I know that I've sinned, but don't you call a priest.
If you want confessions, be my barkeep.
I'll whisper in your ear my darkest fantasies
And then you'll give it up,
I'll have you on your knees.
I knew what I wanted, not a second thought.
I told you what's going to happen,
This is a scot and lot.
You've got to live that bar life,
Just take a shot.
I know that I've sinned, but don't you call a priest.
If you want confessions, be my barkeep.
I'll whisper in your ear my darkest fantasies
And then you'll give it up,
I'll have you on your knees.
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