George Strait (喬治史崔特)
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I Hate Everything
He was sitting there beside me throwin' doubles down
When he ordered up his third one, he looked around
Then he looked at me
And said, "I do believe
I'll have one more."
He said, "I hate this bar and I hate to drink.
But on second thought, tonight I think
I hate everything."
Then he opened up his billfold and threw a 20 down
And a faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
And I picked it up
He said, "Thank ya bud."
I put it in his hand
He said, "I probably oughta throw this one away.
'Cause she's the reason I feel this way.
Well, I hate everything."
"I hate my job, and I hate my life.
And if it weren't for my two kids, I'd hate my ex-wife.
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him."
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring,
And said, "I hate everything."
Said that one bedroom apartment where I get my mail
Is really not a home. It's more like a jail
With a swimming pool
And a parking lot view.
Man, it's just great!"
"I hate summer, winter, fall, and spring,
Red and yellow, purple, blue and green.
I hate everything."
"I hate my job and I hate my life.
And if it weren't for my two kids, I'd hate my ex-wife.
I know I should move on and try to start again,
But I just can't get over her leavin' me for him."
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring,
And said, "I hate everything."
So I pulled out my phone and I called my house
I said, "Babe, I'm coming home we're gonna work this out."
I paid for his drinks and I told him, "Thanks, Thanks for everything.".