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Cold Nights
04:11
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She picked up the bottle and drove from Colorado in a hand me down car
She went to be a model but drinking from the bottle only gets you so far
Well but these liquored up dreams don't stand on their own
Took her too long to figure out something that she should've known
Well and I know
Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober
She's on the telephone begging me not to come over
If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right
Oh well babe we could bottle these dreams
Save 'em for when there's nothing more but drinking memories
She left town stopped coming around suppose it's just as well
You know that I was lying pretending I was trying not to miss you like hell Oh and I miss you like hell
Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober
She's on the telephone begging me not to come over
If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right
Well I hate being sober
Oh well I'm not coming over
Cold nights in LA man I hate being sober
She's on the telephone begging me not to come over
If I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right
Cold nights in LA man I hate getting older
She's on the telephone, begging me not to come over
Well if I could lie just one more time then I could make it out all right
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Spilled Coffee
03:34
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Kicking rocks and climbing trees
More good than bad shared between you and me
Getting yelled at by my mom
Felling bad I hurt my pa
Looking forward is alright
I can't help looking back some times
The dress your mom bought you for prom
The one I spilled rum and coke on later on
Lipstick stains in your mom's old car
From where you sat on it and turned the heat seats on
Looking forward is alright
I can't help looking back some times
Getting bored and having no way out
Wish I had a way back in right now
Well babe I ain't gonna sweat
Over spilled coffee and burnt cigarettes
I'm not praying I'm not wasting my life
Looking back sometimes
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Tulsa Titty Tavern
02:55
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Sunrise at the Tulsa titty tavern near the Texico
About ten tequilas ago I was feeling like I'd never go home
Well this barstool's getting cold
If I have another round I'll get reacquainted with the floor
I don't know why I keep coming back
The strippers they're all mean and the bartender hates my ass
Oh well the light is creeping in
Place don't look half as good as it did when I walked in
Sunrise at the Tulsa titty tavern near the Texico
About ten tequilas ago I was feeling like I'd never go home
Well this barstool's getting cold
If I have another round I'll get reacquainted with the floor
Well I'll be here almost every night
'Till after the band leaves and I've put out my last fire
Oh well I think it's my second home
My home away from home somewhere else to feel alone
Sunrise at the Tulsa titty tavern near the Texico
About ten tequilas ago I was feeling like I'd never go home
Well this barstool's getting cold
If I have another round I'll get reacquainted with the floor
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Dropping the Ball
03:39
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Please forgive me if I look like I'm not listening
I'm getting tired of the incessant rambling
Oh what a shame
No one's got something insightful to say
People talking for the sake of talking
Just looking for someone to talk at who's the same
Who can you blame
But I'm checking out without a doubt I'm tuning out
Ooh sorry if I didn't call
Getting good at dropping the ball
I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings
I guess it's all alright
I am trying to pretend that I am busy
So I can avoid the interrogation frenzy
Oh please don't join in
To this conversation I'm so bored with
Ooh sorry if I didn't call
Getting good at dropping the ball
I hope its no trouble at all
I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings
I guess it's all alright
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Goodbyes
02:27
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Well babe I'm gonna leave you
Maybe just a shot of tequila before I break the news
And your love turns into spite
Well babe it was nice to meet you
If I said something sweet I didn't mean to
And I'll have another and hope that I can still drive
Well I got something early in the morning
But if you're still drinking then I'm still pouring
And I'll have another but I don't want to spend the night
These goodbyes turn to good mornings every time
Well I'll meet your parents
But babe don't disparage me if
I don't like 'em that much anyway
Got on a plane to somewhere
Hoping that I won't care
Enough to think about what I'm missing when I close my eyes
Goodbyes turn to good mornings every time
Well babe I am selfish
I'll lie and say I can't help it
But I don't know if I'm ever gonna change
Well babe I'm hardly perfect
I wouldn't say I'm worth it
But every time I leave I'm pulled right back to your side
These goodbyes turn to good mornings every time
These goodbyes turn to good mornings every time
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Guantanamo Bay Surf Club Los Angeles, California
Something to Sip On, Guantanamo Bay Surf Club's long awaited EP and first release in 7 years is out
now.
The name "Guantanamo Bay Surf Club" was conceived of in Havana, Cuba when, upon arriving, the band was invited to go surfing with former Secretary of Defense, Donald Rumsfeld. The following year, GBSC wrote, recorded, mixed, mastered, and produced their first album in Leonia, New Jersey.
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