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I'm a heavy drinker Getting through the days, wait for someone to say That I'm slipping deeper It's gonna be a long climb out 'Til I put on my sneakers Walking out the door, skipping out on my chores So I put out a feeler Think I'll go to Ledo's tonight Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah No money left to spend, but I don't want it to end Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah I'll play your favorite song, everybody sing along She's a shitty singer Lungs are full of smoke and she's missing all the notes But I'm a believer And I think she's gonna get it right After this blinker The mic is in her hand and she's part of the band And my heart's in pieces, she looks like a real rockstar I know I'm not her type of girl I know I'm not her type of girl I know I'm not her type of girl I know I'm not her type of girl Letras de canciones Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah No money left to spend, but I don't want it to end Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah I'll play your favorite song, everybody sing along From Letras Mania