Тональность: B major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I met this girl on a
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Verse 2
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She sat there all alone
With a Shirley Temple
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And a cellular phone
No one to call
No one to ring
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'Cause no one's home
Verse 3
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The bartender knew her number and name
I grabbed my cell phone
And gave her a ring
Verse 4
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I guess I gotta do it the hard way
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I walked up to her having seen the future
Verse 5
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Sorry, sorry,
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for making your life a living hell
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Em
I'm sorry, sorry for making
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your life a living hell
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But that wasn't me; that
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'Cause that wasn't me; that was
Interlude 1
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Verse 6
From a point of view I would
I'm so rude; what was I thinking?
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Verse 7
But, but she dug my hair and my
new suede shoes so much
She drug me straight,
drug me straight to her room
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And I was forgetting what I was do ing
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Two hours later we lay on the bed
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Em
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sorry for making your life a living hell
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Sorry, sorry for making
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your life a living hell
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That wasn't me; that was alter ego
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That wasn't me; that was
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Em
I'm sorry, sorry for making
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your life a living hell
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(I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
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I'm sorry, sorry for making your
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(I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
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I'm
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sorry)
Verse 8
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I'm sorry sorry for mak ing your life
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I'm sorry sorry for making your life a
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