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Gin on your breath, smoke in your hair |
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Can't stand to walk as you fall down the stairs |
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You said your mama did not raise no fool |
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But hey, little lady, |
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I got news for you |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |
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Can't face the facts, you can't say it's true |
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Old mother's ruin's got the better of you |
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Wearing you out and she's sucking you in |
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Losing your mind to a bottle of gin |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |
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That's right |
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Burning your candle at more than one end |
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It's sad that the bottle's your only true friend |
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If drinking is evil then you're growing horns |
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I won't be here when reality dawns |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |
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Alright I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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You're stinkin' of gin again |
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I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey |
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But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money |
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You know what you're doing's a sin |
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Now you're stinkin' of gin again |