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GReservations for one tonight
EmI'll be eating by myself again
CAt that quiet little corner spot
DWhere we used to hang with all our friends
GAnd I'll ease down to the local pub
EmClimb up on the tallest stool
CHolding court with my common sense
DOutwitting all these common fools
CI've got good taste for blended whiskey
GI can see my way around this bar
DI can hear the sound of a vintage jukebox
Am7And smell the smoke of a hand-rolled Dcigar
I can't read your CminDd Em
CBaby I can Dsense this Gmuch
When it comes to your Am7love
I Dfeel like I'm losing my Ctouch Cmaj7 C Cmaj7 D
You're not buying this anymore
My lies have come up short again
You haven't said it's over yet
Oh but I can feel a bitter wind
And after giving me your better years
And hoping for the very best
Closing time is drawing near As I sit alone with all the rest
DAm7
When it comes to your love
DI feel like I'm losing my Ctouch Cmaj7 D C Cmaj7 D G
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