| Some Of Us Never Learn |
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| There’ll always be a few of us To keep the barrooms busy |
| And there’ll always be fools like me With no place else to turn |
| 'Cause liquor has the charmin' taste |
| To keep you coming back |
| For it’s true I guess |
| That some of us never learn |
| A crowded bar |
| Can’t ever change the past |
| But from time to time |
| We drown it in a glass |
| 'Cause liquor has the charmin' taste |
| To keep you coming back |
| Well, it’s true I guess |
| That some of us never learn |
| A crowded bar |
| Can’t ever change the past |
| Oh but from time to time |
| We drown it in a glass |
| 'Cause liquor has the charmin' taste |
| To keep you coming back |
| Oh, it’s true I guess |
| That some of us never learn, never learn |
