Yeah, I'm sittin' on this barstool
Talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve o'clock news blues
And I've given up hope
For the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I'm not crazy
Is it any wonder I'm sane at all
Well, I'm so tired of losin'
I got nothing to do and all day to do it
I go out cruisin' but I've no place to go
And all night to get there
Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal
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