| How high, how high am I?
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| I won’t be sober 'til the Fourth of July
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| Move all the villains and let me by
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| How high am I?
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| Hey, Richard
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| Come on down here, boy, and open this door
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| What kinda whiskey is this?
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| This whiskey won’t let ya do nothin'
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| Mmm, I ain’t never felt that way before
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| All the world is apple pie
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| All the seas are ink
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| All the trees are dry bread and cheese
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| I’m thirsty, what am I gonna drink?
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| Rum, whiskey, rye and gin
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| Mmm, can’t you tell what a fool I’ve been?
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| Bring out the doctor, Richard, see the state I’m in?
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| I’m higher than the sky, how high am I?
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| I don’t like liquor but I’m drunk everyday
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| When they make liquor, it just comes my way
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| Everything in the world happens to me
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| I drink black coffee and it tastes like tea
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| I feel like a feather but I’m yellin' like a hound
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| I would be a king, I just haven’t got a crown
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| One more drink and I believe I’ll drown
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| How high am I? |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm
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| Everybody’s drinkin' scotch and soda
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| Hey, boy, c’mere, c’mere, bring me a rum and coke
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| You know I believe I’m gon' have to crawl home on my knees
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| And Jack, that ain’t no joke
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| Rum, whiskey, rye, beer and gin
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| Can’t you tell what a fool I’ve been?
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| C’mere, c’mere, somebody, can’t you see I’m sunk?
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| How high am I? |
| No, that’s a lie
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| I’m drunk |