| He was brought up like a sailor,
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| A pirate of the streets,
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| Stealing food and booze and dirty magazines
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| The rainy days come, the rainy days go,
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| The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief!
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| She was coddled like a princess,
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| And promised as a bride,
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| Lady Jack’o’lanterns' secret life to hide
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| So through the window she creeped when her father fell asleep,
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| The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief!
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| She bats her eyes and lies about her rent,
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| He used the coin he stole to buy the drinks.
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| Never thought they’d find love drowning sorrows at the pub, The Whiskey,
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| The Liar, The Thief!
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| He never made it on a spoke,
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| She only borrowed from the truth,
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| They were the greatest match that hell had ever seen
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| But if you reap what you so it doesn’t matter where you go,
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| The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief!
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| She bats her eyes and lies about her rent (about the rent),
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| He used the coin he stole is buying all the drinks (all the drinks).
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| It’s the devils first man and a drunken runaway,
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| The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief!
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| A round for our two lovers,
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| In this barstool fairytale,
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| Givin' something for us bastards to believe
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| You never think you’ll find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
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| With Whiskey, and Liars, and Thieves!
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| A toast to those who stole another day (one more day!),
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| A round to those who lied to get away (one more drink?)
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| And to those who found love drowning sorrows at the pub,
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| Some day you’ll find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
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| Never thought they’d find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
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| The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief! |