you're getting over him and I'm getting over herThe

easy, easy, easyIt ain't easy, it ain't easyEasy, easy,

I'll grab a bottle of PatronWhen I get off

makes you feel emotionalIt may bring parties or thoughts

yeah!One more time, a wondrous sight and a

been working so hard, I'm punching my cardEight hours

house, Empty Rooms, Empty bottle of PetronI need to

always get dolled up for your partyGood thing your

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

were just some oneSome friend of mine said take

look out across corn rows from a dirt roadBabies

listen to meThis here is how it used to

was sittin' at the bar, sippin' on a regular

my heaven there aren’t no lawyersDon't need names on

here to read Blake’s story about “The brother

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

1: Michael Buble & Blake summer day has come

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sunAnd I've been

night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam

wanna thank the storm that brought the snowThanks to