Jennifer, tell me where I stand and who's that other boy holdin' your hand?

Oh, Jennifer, you know I've always tried.
Before you say goodbye
Leave the bourbon on the shelf.
And I'll drink it by myself.
And I love you endlessly,
Darling don't you see?
I'm not satisfied
until I hold you tight.
the killers

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