| See that black boy over there, runnin' scared
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| His ol' man’s in a bottle
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| He done quit his 9 to 5 to drink full time
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| So now he’s livin' in the bottle
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| See that Black boy over there, runnin' scared
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| His ol' man got a problem
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| Pawned off damn near everything, his ol'
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| Woman’s weddin' ring for a bottle
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| And don’t you think it’s a crime
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| When time after time
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| And don’t you think it’s a crime
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| When time after time, people in the bottle
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| See that sister, she look fine before she
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| Started drinkin' wine
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| From the bottle
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| Said her ol' man committed a crime
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| And he’s doin' time
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| So now she’s in the bottle
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| She’s out there on the avenue, all by herself
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| Sho' needs help from the bottle
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| Preacherman tried to help her out
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| She cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle
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| And don’t you think it’s a crime
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| When time after time, people in the bottle
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| See that gent in the wrinkled suit
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| He done damn near blown his cool
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| To the bottle
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| He wuz a doctor helpin' young girls along
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| If they wuzn’t too far gone to have problems
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| But defenders of the dollar eagle
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| Said «What you doin', Doc, it ain’t legal,»
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| And now he’s in the bottle
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| Now we watch him everyday tryin' to
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| Chase the pigeons away
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| From the bottle
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| And don’t you think it’s a crime
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| When time after time, people in the bottle |