Don't know why I'm here againThese kind of places do me inAll the habits I thought I kickedBut there's nothing like a Friday nightA little smoke getting in my eyesNeon blue and Marlboro redI'm strong enough to give it upUntil it hits my lipsThere's that flame againThat was always litWhy we gotta missThe things we quitWell, I gave up drinking yesterdayAt six o'clock, again at eightAnd two or three more times before dawnAs far as that old wagon goesSomeone needs to pave the roadIt's hard as hell to stay onI'm strong enough to give it upUntil it hits my lipsAnd there's that flame againThat was always litWhy we gotta missThe things we quitNothing like a little lonesomeTo get you jonesin'For a little strong somethingTo get you through the nightThought our on again was off againTill the second she came walking inOughta have a warning label on that dressWith her eyes kryptonite greenNo matter what she's asking meThe answer is always yesI'm strong enough to give it upUntil it hits my lipsThere's that flame againThat was always litWhy we gotta missThe things we quit
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Kane Allen Brown (Chattanooga, Estados Unidos; 21 de octubre de 1993), más conocido como Kane Brown es un cantante y compositor estadounidense de música country. Inicialmente él llamó la atención del público a través de las redes sociales. Lanzó su primer EP,…
