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Backstory:

Many songs talk about drinking. Too many times "drinking" appears to not help at all. 

*Hint-genie is not a girl but, the alcohol in the bottle.                                 

Lyrics:

                                                  
VERSE (1 1 5 4) x4
When I first met genie, she was tall and cool
With her crooked little grins
The more I danced with her, the more I fell in love
With Genie’s little sins

She looked like a dream come true
When I walked in through that door
She seemed to know what was going to happen
Like she did this before
 
CHORUS  (1 5 6 4) x4
I thought I knew the score, I didn’t
Thought I was in control, I wasn’t
Say I could break this off, I couldn’t
Thought a drink would help, it doesn’t

Genie, oh genie, my love
Wish you’d take away the pain
Genie, oh genie, my love
I was the only one to blame
 
VERSE
Genie, please go back in that bottle of dread
Shoulda never opened you up
Give me some fresh air and a clear head
So I can drive when the night is done

So much for just one