Wandered Home In The Night, I Was Slightly Tipsy,
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And Around It's Calm, Not A Soul In The Whole Village.
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Here That And I Saw A Neighbor Under The Moon,
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He Limped Slightly, Hurrying Towards Me.
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I didn't know him and I didn't visit his house,
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Then He, Smiling, Suddenly Called Me To Himself,
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Everything in the Garden, Neighbor Narwhal on the Way,
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I put it on the table, got the bitter tincture.
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From His Tincture, I Specifically Got Drunk,
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And the Owner Himself Turned Blue Like a Dead Man.
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And when we went out to breathe with him on the porch,
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All of a sudden his face was covered with hair.
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Eh! |
Bad head! |
Drunk My Head!
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Love you!
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And everything is poured by the neighbor on the sly,
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And I drink everything!
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From Such a Spectacle I Instantly Sobered Up,
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And I saw a completely different picture here.
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Somewhere in the thicket of the forest, between the pines I'm sitting,
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I hold a bump instead of a stack near my mouth.
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Eh! |
Bad head! |
Drunk My Head!
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Love you!
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And everything is poured by the neighbor on the sly,
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And I drink everything!
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The scoundrel stuffed me with demonic food,
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He fed me a toadstool, He gave me a drink of swamp water.
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The Devil Under the Drunken Eye Changed All Reality for Me,
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He mocked me, he would have caught me, so he killed me!
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Eh! |
Bad head! |
Drunk My Head!
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Love you!
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And everything is poured by the neighbor on the sly,
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And I drink everything!
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Eh! |
Bad head! |
Drunk My Head!
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Love you!
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And everything is poured by the neighbor on the sly,
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And I drink everything! |