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She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart,
While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar,
And we don't know how,
How we got in to this mad situation.
She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time,
I've got a new job now on the unemployment line,
And we don't know how,
How we got into this mess is a god's test,
Someone help us cause we're doing our best,
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard


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