Stories Of Me

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                                             1.Ever since you said goodbye  I've

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 had a reputa-tion        I'm not drinking on the sly     I'm the star attrac-

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 tion        Every morning I wake up    Fill my cup and listen bitter-ly    to
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 stories of me                               me     to stories of me
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     Everybody come on down     Set'em up and pass them round        We're all here
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 _____ for a drown-ing
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                                          me     Yeah I woke up in a stran-gers bed

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 Wondering about the things she said to me        These stories of me      These

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 stories of me         Stories of me

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2.They say a man is going around          2.I was down in Baker's Hall
  He looks a lot like me                    I heard somebody talking
  They say that man is going down           That's the last thing I recall
  It's looking pretty likely                Then my mind went walking
  Every morning he wakes up                 I woke up with a heavy head
  Fills his cup and listens shamefully      On a hard bed, trying to believe
  To stories of me                          These stories of me