Well call me a cab and I'll tip the undertaker
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That fool couldn't tell a real stiff from a faker
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Well I ain't no fool, I just play one on TV
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Cause misery loves company
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That's why everyone loves me
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Now, buy me a drink and I'll tell you all a story
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About a bastard who traded in treasure for glory
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There treasure was true love, the bastard he was me
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Cause misery loves company
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That's why everyone loves me
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Well, I've been a rich man
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I've been a poor man
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Inside a Saturday night
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I've done the works
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And there's one thing I know
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You can't win if it ain't a fair fight
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I ain't seen the pastor since Sunday bloody morning
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All the girls in the choir are in labor or mourning
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Take a look in my eyes, I think you'll all agree
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Cause misery loves company
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And that's why everyone loves me
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I've done every shit job
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Handed out nose jobs
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Made a few friends in the tombs
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But I've found that in most cases
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Fixing the the rat race
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Is better than pushing a broom
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Now, who shall I marry the junkie or the jailer?
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Your choices are few when they know you're a failure
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But there's one thing that everyone in the bar agrees
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That misery loves company
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And that's why everyone loves me
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Drunkard's Lament
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| Firewater |
