| I drank sixteen doubles for the price of one
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| Trying to find the courage to talk to one
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| I asked her for a dance
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| Not a second glance
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| My night had just begun
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| Well I drink to the father and the holy ghost
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| I’m kneeling at the alter of my nightly post
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| So I’ll raise a glass, not the first nor last
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| Come join me in this toast
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| (Chorus:)
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| Because the old black rum’s got a hold on me Like a dog wrapped round my leg
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| And the old black rum’s got a hold on me Will I live for another day?
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| Hey, Will I live for another day?
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| Well the queen of George street just went walking on by Walking on by with some guy who don’t care
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| That she stood in line
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| Since half past nine
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| And spent three hours on her hair (On her hair!)
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| Well her friend is looking at me with an evil grin
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| I think the bloody racket might soon begin
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| I must have said some thing
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| To the George street queen
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| The boys are joining in!
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| (Chorus:)
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| So I drank all of my money
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| And I slept out in the rain
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| Everyday is different but the nights they’re all the same
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| You never see the sun on the old black rum
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| But I know I’m gonna do it again!
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| (Chorus:) 2x |