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Seems like Stacey down at the shell station knows me
After all the times we played the slot machines
Underaged, hey what can I say

We were bored and wasting time any way
When we'd walk in went straight for the red bull and red man
Isn't that what everybody else does on a Friday night
In a small town, where there ain't nothing to do
But spend all your money on gas and boos
And what lottos to get
For me to borrow five dollars again

You see Stacey she'd look at me
Then she'd look at you
Like she already knew what we were up to

But at least we had our
Scratch offs gotta pile in my car with tubers that never matched up
Ya we kept buying trying till we had nothing left
Recounted every single losing one we bought
But you still thought
You hit the Jackpot

We hop in the care
My lucky coins running out of luck so far
So you'd drive to another quick mart for another card
You'd do anything just to make me smile
Even if that meant going the extra mile

How didn't I see it
Or did I just choose not to believe it
I was bluffing
Then ya caught me blushing again

You took a chance and placed your bets on me
I was so used to hearing 4 of 23
With you, I was afraid
To say
What I thought this could be

But you still thought you hit the Jackpot
But you still thought you hit the Jackpot
But you still thought you hit the Jackpot

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