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I've just got time for one more round

Set 'em up, my friend

Then I'll be gone, and you can let some other fool sit down

I'd like for you to listen to

A joke I heard today

From a woman who said she was through

And calmly walked away

I tried to smile and did awhile

But it felt so out of place

Did you ever hear of a clown with teardrops

Streaming down his face?

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I've just got time for one more round

Set 'em up, my friend

Then I'll be gone, and you can let some other fool sit down

All to me is misery

And here I'm wasting time

'Cause a row of fools on a row of stools

Is not what's on my mind

But then you see her leaving me

Is not what I prefer

So it's either here, a drinking beer

Or home remembering her

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I've just got time for one more round

Another one, my friend

And I'll be gone, and you can let some other fool sit down