| When I'm drunk, I'm beaten
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| When I walk I hold on to the fence.
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| But if the fence ends,
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| I don't know what to do.
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| I'll take it in hand
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| And I'm going to wind up
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| But he's getting better on his feet
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| When you lean on the ground.
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| It's hard to say goodbye
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| But I still want to drink.
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| I run my hand under the pillow
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| Where's my head?
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| How many drinks did I drink tonight
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| I've never drunk in my life
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| I think I'm the only man
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| Which I was born for my birthday.
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| Actually my birthday
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| I do it every day,
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| If necessary once
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| Even twice a day.
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| In a word: the day if my day falls
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| I'm not kidding.
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| But if my day falls, my night falls
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| I got drunk again at night.
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| What uninteresting thoughts enter my head
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| Only when I drink
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| I don't even know how to head
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| They fit so well in my head.
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| Or that memory helps me,
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| But that's not a small thing.
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| Honestly, I only have memory
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| I don't remember where I keep it.
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| If the doctors catch me,
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| I know what they're proposing to me
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| Or I live a little - but okay,
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| Or more - but not well.
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| I, for one, for myself
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| From now on I have chosen what I wanted:
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| To live longer - but fine
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| And to drink as I drank.
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| I drink, like the Moldovan,
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| Four times a year, ian days:
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| At Christmas, by Hram, at Easter
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| And every day.
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| When I always drink,
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| I never get nervous.
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| I only get nervous then
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| When I can't get nervous.
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| God, what's going on here
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| Why are there so many girls?
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| Maybe tonight
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| Will I prove to drink with Daddy?
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| I think so.  | 
| Because I
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| I always prove it
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| Before them from here
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| After the dances I go out.
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| But until when
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| And no one has left yet
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| I drink, I smoke, I don't know what else
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| When I wake up I'm drunk.
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| That's why I don't understand:
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| "May I keep drinking so tasty,
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| If everything goes in your head,
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| Do I feel like I'm drinking upside down? ”
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| When I walk out of the bar, I go in
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| And I start to overtake with the shadow,
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| I understand that I am beginning to understand
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| I don't understand anything.
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| Yes, the main one is important
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| Like where I started I went
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| And if I got home,
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| It means I'm home.
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| And my father will even ask me where I was
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| I also tell him what I did:
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| 'I drank at the bar with Ghita,
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| Well, what if I drank?
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| And I drank with the girls
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| And where I was I go tomorrow
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| Do you know what I did with the girls, Dad?
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| Sss shame! ' |