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You were so beautiful when I was drunk.
And I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.
There’s the door with your name on it.
Don’t let it hit your ass.
Yes, I know we both could have gotten lucky
but I think I’ll have to pass.
‘Cause you’re not my type.
You are not the boy that I like.
But you were so beautiful when I was drunk.
And I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.
And I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.
There’s the door with your name on it.
Don’t let it hit your ass.
Yes, I know we both could have gotten lucky
but I think I’ll have to pass.
‘Cause you’re not my type.
You are not the boy that I like.
But you were so beautiful when I was drunk.
And I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.
Lyrics submitted by smgw
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