| I drank 16 doubles for the price of 1
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| Tryin to find the courage to talk to the one
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| I asked her for a dance, not a second glance
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| My night had just begun
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| Well I’d drink to the father or 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 or last
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| Come join me in this toast
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| Because the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
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| And the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
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| Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by
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| Walkin' on by with som guy who don’t care
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| That she stood in line sinc half past nine
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| And spent three hours on her hair (on her hair!)
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| Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin
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| I think a bloody racket might soon begin
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| I must have said something to the George Street queen
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| Her boys are joining in
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| Because the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
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| And the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
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| So I drank all of my money 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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| Because the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
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| And the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day
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| Because the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg
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| And the old black rum’s got a hold on me
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| Will I live for another day, hey, will I live for another day hey,
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| will I live for another day
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| Well I drank 16 doubles for the price of 1 |