hey, I've never met you before
but you left my heart sore
and all I can think of is having a drink with you
now you’ve gone and fell on the floor
im headed straight for the door
all I can say is
is too bad youre wasted
too bad youre wasted again
you said you really wanted a friend
I heard it all beginning to end
its hard to sympathize when you're drunk
you need a buck you're down on your luck
but /now you're the only one you're feeling right now
you play the same game all over town
now I can't even call you a friend
I guess im better off alone again
hey, you wanna settle the score
you say your daddy was poor
and momma was coma'd with bouron aroma lips
now you cannot see who they are
your way of healing the scars
is opening up to the strangers at clubs and bars
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hey, you wanna settle the score
you say your mommy was poor
and daddy was coma'ed with bourbon aroma'ed fists
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