[{"id":35985070,"name":"Address","trackName":"Address","artistName":"Redferrin","albumName":"Been There Done That","duration":159.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I ain't been to the house in over a week\nI ain't gone to church and I ain't got no sleep\nI'm sure my buddies all know where I'll be\nSame place in Midtown 'bout four whiskeys deep\n\n'Cause lately I stay for more than a drink\nIf you didn't know me, bet you'd think\nThis bar was my address, corner boots my mattress\nEver since that black dress done walked out on me\nNow old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\nBut you might as well write my name right on that D\n'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\nYou'd think this bar was my address\nThe way I made myself at home, made myself at home\n\nYeah, that girl was my life, she moved back home\nSo I'm huggin' this bottle 'til it's just as gone\nI don't get no calls here and I don't get no mail\nMight as well listen back forty acres for sale\n\nWell, I guess the bar was my address, corner boots my mattress\nEver since that black dress done walked out on me\nNow old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\nBut you might as well write my name right on that D\n'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\nYou'd think this bar was my address\nThe way I made myself at home, made myself at home\n\nWay I hang up that car, kick up my feet\nHell, ain't it, I'm starting to think this bar was my address\nCorner boots my mattress\nEver since that black dress done walked out on me\nNow old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\nBut you might as well write my name right on that D\n'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\nYou'd think this bar was my address\nThe way I made myself at home\nYou'd think this bar was my address\nThe way I made myself at home","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Address\n  artist: Redferrin\n  album: Been There Done That\n  duration_ms: 159000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I ain't been to the house in over a week\n  I ain't gone to church and I ain't got no sleep\n  I'm sure my buddies all know where I'll be\n  Same place in Midtown 'bout four whiskeys deep\n\n  'Cause lately I stay for more than a drink\n  If you didn't know me, bet you'd think\n  This bar was my address, corner boots my mattress\n  Ever since that black dress done walked out on me\n  Now old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\n  But you might as well write my name right on that D\n  'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\n  You'd think this bar was my address\n  The way I made myself at home, made myself at home\n\n  Yeah, that girl was my life, she moved back home\n  So I'm huggin' this bottle 'til it's just as gone\n  I don't get no calls here and I don't get no mail\n  Might as well listen back forty acres for sale\n\n  Well, I guess the bar was my address, corner boots my mattress\n  Ever since that black dress done walked out on me\n  Now old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\n  But you might as well write my name right on that D\n  'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\n  You'd think this bar was my address\n  The way I made myself at home, made myself at home\n\n  Way I hang up that car, kick up my feet\n  Hell, ain't it, I'm starting to think this bar was my address\n  Corner boots my mattress\n  Ever since that black dress done walked out on me\n  Now old Jack's my neighbor, I ain't signed no papers\n  But you might as well write my name right on that D\n  'Cause I don't ever leave that bar store late at night\n  You'd think this bar was my address\n  The way I made myself at home\n  You'd think this bar was my address\n  The way I made myself at home\n"}]