Gimmie one good reason I shouldn't turn 'round and leave.
Gimmie two beers and a shot of your finest whiskey.
Gimmie three minutes so I can explain it to you simply.
You're making it hard to leave here inconspicuously.
Close your eyes, you'll never miss me.
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Gimmie one good reason I shouldn't turn 'round and leave.
Gimmie two beers and a shot of your finest whiskey.
Gimmie three minutes so I can explain it to you simply.
You're making it hard to leave here inconspicuously.
Close your eyes, you'll never miss me.
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