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When I was a young boy, |
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I sniffed a lot of glue |
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Mom sent me to rehab, they told me what to do |
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We didn't have much money, the |
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Lord picked up the tab |
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They made me write him love songs, sitting in my room |
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Now I just drink whiskey and drive around my friends |
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Get a haircut, get a job, maybe born again |
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And if you're living badly, we'll tell you how to live |
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Dead, drunk, and naked |
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Dead, drunk, and naked |
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If you're out there listening, |
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I just want you to know |
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I been doing just fine, psychiatrists tell me so |
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My scars are patched up, my arms have almost healed |
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My demons almost tranquilized, my pains almost killed |
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Me and old |
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Jack Daniel's, become the best of friends |
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We got all them baptist's to die for our sins |
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I know the |
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Lord is coming, the south will rise again |
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Daddy used to tell me, everything comes down |
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To what they say about you when you're not around |
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And I wish that he was here now, |
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I'm sure he would be proud |
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No one talks about me now, the voices are too loud |
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So if you come to see me, |
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I'm sure you'll be impressed |
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By how well |
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I'm behaving and how well |
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I'm dressed |
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And if you come to see me, hope you're coming soon |
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Dead, drunk and naked |
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Dead, drunk and naked |
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Dead, drunk and naked |
