Well I got out of work an hour early What do I do nowhere to be It's just next door it's not too far I think I'll have just one or two I saw you standing at the bar A buddy from a life afar This was the start of journeys end I down a whiskey with my friend
Aint had enough quite yet I got my second wind I got some more left in me I aint drowned up all my sins It's picking up its getting good I think I could I think I should One more drink here with you Is one too few
Moments pass second glass I'm having fun I hope this lasts I feel the monster closing in on me I'll have one more there's one for you We laugh we cry our spines unwind We lose the clarity of words We quaff another feel the burn We pass the point of no return
Aint had enough quite yet I got my second wind I got some more left in me I aint drowned up all my sins It's picking up its getting good I think I could I think I should One more drink here with you Is one too few
The ugly bar girl looks at me She says hey what will it be My eyes excel in their deceiving Seeing is no longer believing Which girl do I tell what I want to? I have a choice there's one in three I say FUCK IT I want a bottle Set it down and go away
It's half past three on Tuesday morning I gave my friend a broken nose He tried to take that bargirl home But I had fallen into love Lying in the street this morning Dressed in whiskey from my bowels Think I'll crawl home crack a bottle But I'll have just one or twoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
