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    Got some wine, I got a dozen roses
    Gotta get there before the Rock closes
    Before the shit [dumped out] in the street
    I watch you work that's always a treat
    Serving up she's got her eye on me
    She's never happy but they call her Glee
    What you want say it always clear
    She'll fill your cup while she [wipe] tear

    They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them
    All the darlins' of the underground
    They come to see you come to stare you down
    There's no glory washing ash trays
    When all your friends have gone to bed
    One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----

    Don't want to hear about your old flames
    I hope they go to an early grave
    I'm jealous now can't you tell
    Am I the only one ringin' your bell

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    They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them
    All the darlins' of the underground
    They come to see you come to stare you down
    There's no glory washing ash trays
    When all your friends have gone to bed
    One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----

    The drunken ass at the bar hollars
    The world's small and it's geting smaller
    Get yourself out of whack
    When your friend talk behind your back

    They want to take an apple from your tree but you won't let them
    All the darlins' of the underground
    They come to see you come to stare you down
    There's no glory washing ash trays
    When all your friends have gone to bed
    One more chins up to hard luck stories Glee----
    Come on Glee
    Come on Glee
    Yeah, come on Glee---

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