| Don’t mind when it happens
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| No problem when I am sayin' it
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| But when I lose my mind
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| Kick my behind
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| Because I hate when my mind keeps replayin' it
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| I’m not braggin', and I’m not proud
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| I hang around a drunken crowd
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| We are happy, that I can say
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| And until we’re not, I kid you not
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| We’re gonna stay that way
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| We’re down, down, down
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| One more day of sayin' we won’t be no more
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| Down, down, down
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| One more good day of sayin' we won’t be no more
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| Drinkin' the other day
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| I said «I love you», you turned away
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| Maybe the drinkin'
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| It made me cry
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| But I’m a happy, very happy, very happy guy
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| Drunks and children they tell the truth
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| That’s just what I am, I’m drunken youth
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| And when I am drinkin' I don’t know why
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| But I’m a happy, very happy, very happy guy
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| Sometimes when I’m playin'
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| I never watch what I’m sayin'
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| Sometimes I lose my head
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| I lose my head and things get said
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| I never should have said
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| Sometimes I get housed
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| I get housed I get soused
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| And shoot off my mouth
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| And sometimes I can’t get out
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| And I don’t know what I’m talkin' about
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| You know I’ve made mistakes
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| I’ve had my ups and downs
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| My ins and outs
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| My share of bad breaks
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| But when it’s all
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| Been said and done
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| I raise my beer and I swear
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| «God it’s been fun!»
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| Good God, oh my God, good God, good God
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| Good God, good God, God it’s been fun!
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| Goddamn
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| I’ll Drink to That
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| Standing stiff on a cliff and I’m not gonna leap
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| Checked out the water but it’s much too deep
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| No going back there’s no turning around
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| So I’ll stay here and wait God I hope that I’m found
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| My my my my my my my thoughts were in knots but I couldn’t get to sleep
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| Went up to the attic to see what to keep
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| Threw out the useless and now it’s bone-dry
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| But I still couldn’t die and couldn’t figure out why
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| No way, no how, no what? |
| what now?
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| The place is packed I needed that
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| The bottles cracked I’m glad for that
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| A good nights rest? |
| forget about that
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| I feel alive in this dive so I’ll drink to that
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| The place is packed I needed that
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| The bottles cracked I’m glad for that
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| A good nights rest? |
| forget about that
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| I feel alive in this dive so I’ll drink to that
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| The attic was empty and my eyes were shut
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| I had to do soemthing but I didn’t know what
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| The darkness was nice but it wasn’t enough
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| The clock wasn’t stopping so I had to get tough
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| Get tough, get up, get out, get tough!
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| The place is packed I needed that
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| The bottles cracked I’m glad for that
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| A good nights rest? |
| forget about that
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| I feel alive in this dive so I’ll drink to that
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| The place is packed I needed that
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| The bottles cracked I’m glad for that
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| A good nights rest? |
| forget about that
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| I feel alive in this dive so I’ll drink to that |