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Start the day! |
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Drink... Oh! |
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A bottle of wine down. |
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Mid-day! Drink... |
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Oh! A bottle of whiskey down. |
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It makes no sense, |
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You be telling us lies. |
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You be telling us lies. |
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You told us you're going straight. |
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Now on the concrete with a busted face. |
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Todd, please put down that whiskey bottle. |
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Todd, put the lousy bottle down. |
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Yes! Too many nights, crashing your car. |
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Your face looks like it's thirty-five. |
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Rise up from the bug infested couch. |
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You lose your girlfriend while you're killing yourself. |
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You start fights that you can't win. |
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You have a new developed sense of sin. |
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I tell you, man, you have got to stop. |
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All of your friends have left you now to rot. |
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Don't be telling us lies. (No!) |
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I think he's telling you lies. (Nuh-uh!) |
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See, wait, no, |
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I saw him just last week. |
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He left the city on his own to get clean. |
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Todd, he's out back, he's breaking bottles. |
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Todd's tossing lousy bottles down. |
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Todd's finally breaking the bottle. |
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Dirt, glass, and whiskey's on the ground. |
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Yes! He's my friend! |
