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Tim Murphy Lyrics
Bottom of the Fifth Lyrics
It�s Atlanta, four to one over Houston
It never hurt so much, to be losing
As I sit here at this bar
Wondering where you are
An empty bottle, three strikes and a phone
It�s the Bottom Of The Fifth,
And no one�s home
Wish I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I�d step up to the plate
But now it�s too late
You�re not even there to take the call
And if I had another shot
I�d give it all I got
I wouldn�t be sitting here all alone
It�s the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one�s home
(lead)
If I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I�d really step up to the plate
But now it�s too late
Baby you�re not even there to take the call
And if I had another shot
I�d give it all I got
I wouldn�t be sitting here all alone
It�s the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one�s home
I�m at the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one�s home
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