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The weekend is nearly here                                                                            My friends are finished playing So they catch me on their way To the bar that’s not a bar. The waitresses can always tell When brothers look the same She gives us quite the laugh In the bar that’s not a bar. Others came, but a little late Two tables is all it takes Until they need to leave again From the bar that’s not a bar. Among the guys she’s alone, Or were there three, who can see It’s just another conspiracy At the bar that’s not a bar. All the teacher run away With the fighting players, And the servers drinking Inside the bar that’s not a bar. Flash of light and its around A girl’s fame shared by all He’s fine but she is shamed Far from the bar that’s not a bar. He’s looking straight ahead, The mirror staring back at him Love is working mysteriously For the bar that’s not a bar. It’s getting late almost two Talking as they fall asleep They see each other differently Back at the bar that’s not a bar. When we leave they say to stay Need to check your identity Guess they forgot all about me Leaving the bar that’s not a bar. Sitting down I finish writing That I think I see the silver lining Of having friends who see each other At the bar that’s not the bar.
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 4:25 PM UTC
The Bar That's Not a Bar
The weekend is nearly here                                                                            My friends are finished playing So they catch me on their way To the bar that’s not a bar. The waitresses can always tell When brothers look the same She gives us quite the laugh In the bar that’s not a bar. Others came, but a little late Two tables is all it takes Until they need to leave again From the bar that’s not a bar. Among the guys she’s alone, Or were there three, who can see It’s just another conspiracy At the bar that’s not a bar. All the teacher run away With the fighting players, And the servers drinking Inside the bar that’s not a bar. Flash of light and its around A girl’s fame shared by all He’s fine but she is shamed Far from the bar that’s not a bar. He’s looking straight ahead, The mirror staring back at him Love is working mysteriously For the bar that’s not a bar. It’s getting late almost two Talking as they fall asleep They see each other differently Back at the bar that’s not a bar. When we leave they say to stay Need to check your identity Guess they forgot all about me Leaving the bar that’s not a bar. Sitting down I finish writing That I think I see the silver lining Of having friends who see each other At the bar that’s not the bar.
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Mpsquared
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 4:25 PM UTC
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