Doin' a little drinking at my favorite bar
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Got so smashed I couldn't drive my car
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Got the phone and called me a cab
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Got thrown out, and couldn't pay my tab
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Nowhere to go, no cash to spend
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Don't know why I'm smashed again...
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Wake up in a puddle of booze
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And crawl through the mountain of human refuse
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In the kitchen, I piss in the sink
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Open the fridge, and I reach for a drink
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Clock on the wall says 1:00 pm
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Don't know why I'm smashed again...
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Don't know why I'm smashed again
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Cant believe this mess I'm in
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Johnny Walker's my best friend
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Don't know why I'm smashed again
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My girlfriend threw me out in the street
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And now I'm layin on the cold concrete
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Four a.m. there's a knock at your door
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"ooh, let me sleep on your living room floor!"
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That's what you get for being my friend
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Don't know why I'm smashed again...
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I was born with a drink in my hand,
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My feet on the ground, and my head in the sand
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Scotch whiskey, rum, and beer
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That the only reason I'm here
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Looks like another lost weekend
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That's why I'm smashed again...
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That's why I'm smashed again
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That's why I'm smashed again
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That's why I'm smashed again
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That's why I'm smashed again
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Paul Bohall's my best friend... that's why I'm smashed again
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Smashed Again
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