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Ministers of religion |
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have visited me many times |
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to talk about it |
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They say to me |
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I gotta leave it I gotta leave it |
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It's a bad habit |
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for a man |
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But when I try to leave it |
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my friends keep telling me |
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I'm a fool amongst fools |
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Chorus: |
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Now I'm a slave, a slave |
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I'm a slave |
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I'm a liquor slave |
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I'm a slave, a slave, slave |
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I'm a slave |
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Just a liquor slave |
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I have lost my dignity |
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I had before trying |
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to please everybody |
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Some say to me |
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yo yo |
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I look better when I'm drunk |
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Some say no no no |
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I look bad you know |
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Sometimes I cry |
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I cry but my crying |
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never helps me none |
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Chorus: |
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'Cos now I am a slave, a slave |
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I'm a slave |
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I'm just a liquor slave |
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I am a slave, a prisoner |
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I'm a slave |
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Just a liquor slave |
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Every night when I'm |
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coming back home |
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My wife gets worried |
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'cos she knows |
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Shes got double trouble |
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coming home |
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Sometimes I cry |
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I cry lord I cry |
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But my crying |
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never helps me |
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Chorus: (till fade) |
