| You got scraped-up knuckles
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| You got scraped-up knees
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| You’re not used to beggin' please
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| You want it all and you want it now
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| Put a bottle to your temple, say «Mao»
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| Friend to friend better wash that shirt
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| Cause it’s your mind soaked in dirt
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| Turned-out trouble maker blood shot eyes got a present for you
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| Surprise
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| Ice cold gold will tantalize you into thinking that you know
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| But the truth is gonna get you cause the parties goin' on for sometime
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| Guess what you’re buying
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| You don’t want to think, you just want to drink
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| Nothing’s safe that’s not nailed down
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| The truth is such a nasty place anyway
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| When everything’s been said that there is to say
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| Reminisce, no, fuck that, I’d rather drown like a rat in shit
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| What’s this, I made you a special lager
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| You’re the keeper of the koo-koo and you smoke 13
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| Your mother’s son-of-a-bitch dream
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| Keeper of the koo-koo man when he goes wacko
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| Hack-hack-hack put you in the sack parked out back, your racked
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| Low lean losing proud rummy
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| Never underestimate you ain’t no dummy
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| You’re a bird with a broken wing
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| I hate to break it to you but you just can’t sing
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| You’re in a blender full of pickled rock 'n' rollers
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| Putting quarters in slot machines
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| Bettin' or rather letting fate’s snake charmer do it for you
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| Today, okay, I’ll admit you ain’t no loser
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| The fights still in you two-fisted chooser
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| You smell like hell’s guard dog with rabies
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| You itch like a bitch with scabies
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| Restless, not movin', where’s the place where the hippy chicks groovin'
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| Alright groovy hippie chicks in your mile high boots
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| Drinkin' molotov cocktails
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| Felony and misdemeanor will whip your ass till you come cleaner
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| What’s the meaning of life, what’s the meaning of life
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby you’re the boozer, yeah yeah yeah |