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• Artiste: Matt Minglewood
• Titre: The Drinker
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I'm just lying here in my bed Wondering where I put my head Will I know it's lying around here somewhere I got drunk last night and the night before I still don't know what I did that for And the way I fell right now I just don't care Well there was me and a bunch of my crazy buddies Getting all drunked up and smoking hooters in us I don't' remember what happened after that But I do know if I was to ask my friends They'd more than likely want to fill me in But you know sometimes they exaggerate the facts CHORUS Think I'll get up and get me a cold, cold beer Get my ass on out of here Go down town and do it all over again Cause I'm just starting to realize There ain't nobody gonna sympathize And this big old bottle is my only friend That woman of mine she got so damn mad Said I was really treating her bad She got up and she walked tight out he door Well I'm doing my best to try and recall The reasons why she left at all It must be my drinking Could never be the alcohol CHORUS Think I'll get up and get me a cold, cold beer Get my ass on out of here Go down town and do it all over again Cause I'm just starting to realize There ain't nobody gonna sympathize And this big old bottle is my only friend