Well, I gotta get drunk
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And I showed you how to
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To know that I'm gotta chew
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And spit out my money while
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I'm calling you honey
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While I'm singing the blues
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[Chorus]
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I swear my horse got summer rag
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Brother, I can name you a few
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But I gotta get soft and I showed you truth
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Cause I know what I'm gonna do
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I gotta get drunk, I just can't stay sober
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So many good people in this town
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They like to see me hollar and spend every dollar
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I don't wanna let them down
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I'm pretty sure a doctor would tell me
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That I gotta start slowing it down
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But I know so many drugs,I don't know so many doctors
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So lets have another round!
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[Chorus]
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Well, I gotta get drunk
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And I showed you how to
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To know that I'm gotta chew
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And spit out my money while
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I'm calling you honey
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While I'm singing the blues
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I Gotta Get Drunk
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| The Hold Steady |
