jukebox jive, whiskey, dry

days passing by, my beard is wild

my lips are dry

bottle baby, you burn me up

I’m tired of being drunk

so tired of being drunk

my grandpa on a railways

me in the highways

I’m tired of being drunk

so tired of being drunk

there is a man on my door

devil dressed suit and tie

he wants me to sign

all the fun we have these days

Rosie, Rosie I’m glad it rains

my grandpa ...


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