The Night Before

I wake up Sunday morning
 With my mind all in a haze
 Tear stains on my pillow
 And make-up on my face
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 I see those empty whiskey bottles
 And records scattered on the floor
 And from the next room, I hear crying
 Then I remember the night before
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 I saw her dancing at the party
 So young with laughter in her face
 And when the others had departed
 Convincing words and she stayed late
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 And now those empty whiskey bottles
 They stand accusing from the floor
 That I hear footsteps as she's leaving
 Yes, she remembers the night before
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 If I could turn back the clock
 Turn it back to yesterday
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 There are things I wouldn't do
 And things I wouldn't say
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 But now those empty whiskey bottles
 Within my mind forevermore
 And in the silence, I hear crying
 Yes, I remember the night before