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Well, you come home feeling for the knob on the door |
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You better pick up your feet, you're gonna fall on the floor |
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I keep on telling you, I'll tell you some more |
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You better leave that junk alone and drink water |
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Lord, that liquor is hot, drink water |
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You don't wanna be a sot |
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You better lay down the bottle |
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And put on the top and drink cool H2O |
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Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red |
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It's been a week or two since you've been in bed |
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You better pay attention now to what I said |
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You better leave that junk alone and drink water |
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Lord, that liquor is hot, drink water |
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You don't wanna be a sot |
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You better lay down the bottle |
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And put on the top and drink cool H2O |
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Well, now I'll forgive you for your running around |
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If you just promise that you come unwound |
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I'll buy you anything you want in town |
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If you'll leave that junk alone and drink water |
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Lord, that liquor is hot, drink water |
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You don't wanna be a sot |
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You better lay down the bottle |
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And put on the top and drink cool H2O |
