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My bulldog is barkin' in the backyard |
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Enough to raise a dead man from his grave |
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And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing |
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Disturbance's going to crucify my days |
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And the days they get longer and longer |
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And the night time is a time of little use |
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For I just get ugly and older |
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I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose |
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And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning |
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I get bombed for dinner time and tea |
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I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time |
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I'm a genuine example of a social disease |
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Oh my landlady lives in a caravan |
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Well that is when she isn't in my arms |
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And it seems, I pay the rent in human kindness |
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But my liquor also helps to grease her palms |
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And the ladies are all getting wrinkles |
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And they're falling apart at the seams |
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Well I just get high on tequila |
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And see visions of vineyards in my dreams |
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And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning |
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I get bombed for dinner time and tea |
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I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time |
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I'm a genuine example of a social disease |
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And the ladies are all getting wrinkles |
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And they're falling apart at the seams |
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Well I just get high on tequila |
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And see visions of vineyards in my dreams |
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And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning |
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I get bombed for dinner time and tea |
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I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a heart of gold |
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I'm a genuine example of a social disease |
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I'm a genuine example of a social disease |