Gavin Adcock – Drunk Calls (Guitar)

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Yeah the clock struck 12

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And the text went through

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It ain't up to me girl it's all up to you

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I should just say no

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And just get some rest

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But that ain't like me baby

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You know me the best

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During the week we fuss and fight

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Now you're going out with your friends

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They all hate the thought of my name

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And they beg you not to do it again

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But When you drink tequila

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And your lonesome heart just stalls

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I'll be waiting up on your drunk calls

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When I sent that text

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I really wished you best

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I just wish you'd call me

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So we can get it off our chest

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To talk about the past

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To talk about what's new

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To talk about the old us

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And what the hell we turned into

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During the week we fuss and fight

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Now you're going out with your friends

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They all hate the thought of my name

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And they beg you not to do it again

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But When you drink tequila

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And your lonesome heart just stalls

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I'll be waiting up on your drunk calls

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Well I'm at this bar

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Bout to go right home

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Imma hold this chair down

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Pull ya name up on my phone

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Yeah it's been some time

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And you're probably gone

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Found yourself a new man

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And I sure bet y'all get along

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We don't talk to fuss and fight

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Now I'm going out with my friends

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They all hate the thought of your name

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And they beg me not to do it again

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But when I'm drinking whiskey

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And I run my fist through the wall

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I hope you're waiting up on my drunk call