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 This futon I crashed on in college, well it ain't our bed 
But at least it don't smell like you 
Patron up on the counter, well it ain't your red 
Them long stems are long gone too 
Put that record on, took your pictures off the shelf 
Oh, 'cause every little bit helps. 
Might not get me all the way over you 
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to 
Walkin' right out of your valley of the shadow of death 
Step by step, I'm gettin' 
Out from under that spell you put on me 
I know you just left and I know I might only be 
One night into your 'goodbye, gone' kinda hell 
Oh, but every little bit helps. 
And this fiver might only spin my tires to the other side of town 
But at least I'm out of this house 
And this dive's tired, the band, man, it ain't my sound 
But at least they're playin' it loud 
Two beers in and I'll be long gone come 12 
Oh, 'cause every little bit helps. 
Might not get me all the way over you 
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to 
Walkin' right out of your valley of the shadow of death 
Step by step, I'm gettin' 
Out from under that spell you put on me 
I know you just left and I know I might only be 
One night in to your 'goodbye, gone' kinda hell 
Oh, but every little bit helps. 
Every sip, every drink 
That girl and her wink 
It ain't much but I think 
That every little bit helps. 
Might not get me all the way over you 
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to 
Walkin' right out of your valley of the shadow of death 
Step by step, I'm gettin' 
Out from under that spell you put on me 
I know you just left and I know I might only be 
One night into your 'goodbye, gone' kinda hell 
Oh, but every little bit helps 
Oh, yeah, every little bit helps. 
 
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