Being a fall down drunk today takes everything you've got
Drowning your sorrows and your worries sure can cost a lot
Wouldn't you like to drift away?
Sometimes you wanna go
Where everybody slurs your name
And the floor's a vomit stain
You wanna go where whiskey flow
Livers are torn and maimed
You wanna go where they're too drunk to know your name.
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