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Bring me wine and pass me rum and soda |
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The cheapest coca-cola and chop me one more line |
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Make me drunk and give me one more fag |
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To take a final drag |
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Tomorrow will be mine |
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Tonight I'm gonna listen to the body of mine |
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Tonight I'm gonna listen to the body of mine |
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Cause I lived in oblivion for pretty long time |
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I lived in oblivion for pretty long time |
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I lived in oblivion for a pity-pretty long-long time |
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Tell my friends and tell my younger brother |
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Tell my dad and tell my mother that I still walk the line |
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Give a hug to all my mates and neighbours |
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And do me one last favour: bring me some more wine |
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Tonight I'm gonna travel to the navel of life |
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Tonight I'm gonna travel to the navel of life |
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I'll be lost, I'll be found in every corner of this town |
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Lost and found in every corner of this town |
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Lost and found in every corner of this goddamn town |
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This is what I got |
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Liquor in my blood |
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Blisters on the hands and the soul |
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Time to ease the pain |
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Liquor in my veins |
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This is how it feels to get old |
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Tonight I gotta listen to the body of mine |
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Tonight I gotta listen to the body of mine |
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Tonight I gotta listen to the body of mine |
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I'll be lost, I'll be found on every corner of this town |
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Lost and found on every corner of this town |
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Lost and found on every corner of this town |
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All I ever got |
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Is liquor in my blood |
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Blisters on the hands and the soul |
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Time to realize |
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I'm closing down my eyes |
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This is what it's like to get old |
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All I ever got |
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Is liquor in my blood |
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Blisters on the hands and the soul |