I don’t want your wimpy beer
Tequila ain’t gonna cut it tonight
Poor me a shot of whiskey and pass me the bottle
I’m gonna drink until I get it right
I’m gonna need something strong
To kill these thoughts of you
You are not the same man
The kind man that I once knew
Ya, I’m gonna need a bottle of whiskey
To fill the empty hole within
Was filled with a heart before
‘till it was ripped out by your sin
So poor me a shot
Pass me a round
Not gonna stop
Till I am flat on the ground
You told me you would always love me
You said you would always be there
But then you turned your back on me
Left me vulnerable, weak, and bare
The one time I open my heart
The one whom I let in
I learned my lesson good
Now I will drown from within
Gonna need something strong
To drown these thoughts of you
Forget about all the steamy nights
And your beautiful eyes so blue
So poor me a shot
Pass me a round
Not gonna stop
Till I am flat on the ground
Gonna find me some peace
At the bottom of this glass
Not gonna stop
Till I am flat on my ass
Gonna forget all about you
Won’t remember my own name
And in the years to come
I hope you feel your shame
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Pour an extra one girlfriend and I'll join you! I'll even bring crisps ( chips)
I really like this especially the last two verses - hope you got some cushion in that arse cos its gonna hurt when you fall on it ;-)
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LOL! I will! And I got plenty of cushion for it! haha!
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this is really good. i really like it.
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Wow!!! This Is an awesome write..It sounds like something I would do...lol...good write!!
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Shades of George Jones and the sad lamenting drinking song - one of my favorites. Not a bad lyric with all the right ingredients. I have one you might try your eyes on titled "Stood With My Back to the Wind."
Happy trails.
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