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Baby I've been brewing my own beer

I'd pour you a pint if you were still here

I know your new man's kind of a big deal

But I bet he don't brew his own beer

Baby I quit smoking those cigarettes

If I could only get off this Nicorette

You know I only started because we met

Thanks for being a sport about my breath

You didn't get the best of me

The best of me came after you

Now it's being wasted on someone new

Baby I've been cooking this gumbo

With okra, celery, peppers, quote-sausage-quote

It's a shame I never got to fix you a bowl

But maybe sometime later – you never know

And babe I finally finished a marathon

Next year I'm trying to qualify for Boston

Remember all our hung-over morning runs?

Well, without you the miles seem twice as long

I hear you finally found your sound

Your low notes always fell to the ground

I hear you finally found your sound second-hand

You didn't get the best of me

The best of me came after you

Now it's being wasted on someone new

I'm wasted now with someone in lieu

Baby I've been brewing my own beer

I'd pour you a pint if you were still here

I know your new man's kind of a big deal

But I bet he don't brew his own beer