| Waiter! |
| Bring me a drink
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| Another glass of Franciacorta
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| That I have to put at the door, another story gone wrong
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| This time the beloved is dead
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| Buried and damned
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| I toast to moments
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| Weeping
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| Like willows in vintage goblets
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| Mica with watered down grapes
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| Bacchus
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| You guide this insane fallen by the hand of a female
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| I insist
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| Since the weather has predicted patches of fog on my retina
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| Here we toast and do not skimp
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| Even if you have a very bad image of yourself after the umpteenth sip
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| assimilated for you
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| Eeeeh drunk is my sight la la laa. |
| Eeeeh I'm drunk ...
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| So much so, that I see people who appreciate
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| And people who don't because they are accustomed to
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| To mock
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| In the network of a television screen
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| Hanging on the wall, like the eternal father
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| In this hell there are those who try to reunite the family
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| And instead she stands out dressed as a stylist
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| In the squabbling program
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| Garcon! |
| Another bottle
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| What is this stuff taking on acid
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| Now I see worms on my epidermis that I would not see if I were shiny
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| Politicians playing actors
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| Guys, who have parents for work ...
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| Uè, they have all gone crazy, they have convinced them that they will all be entrepreneurs.
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| Eeeeh drunk is my sight la la laa. |
| Eeeeh I'm drunk ...
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| Here you are
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| The happy and persuasive evil ogre arrives
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| A proud liar who can only say what people want to hear
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| I do not touch his habit of him I am a deaf mouse to the piper
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| Besides, I'm no longer awake and then
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| The more cups I swallow, the more I grovel
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| Wine plays bad jokes but I drink it for third parties and suffer
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| It is already morning
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| And the needle is near the end of the record
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| I don't care, another fiasco and I'll fall asleep peacefully
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| And when I wake up I know that I will not see what I have seen being tipsy, for you
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| Eeeeh drunk is my sight la la laa. |
| Eeeeh I'm drunk ... |