Monday night and i'm drinking, one glass to clear my head,
well its been a long day and i need some relief,
this whisky will take off the edge.

Tuesday night i'm done with thinking, its time to surrender to bed.
With my good old friend Gin for i know she can win,
This war against my restless head.

Oh how i love you more, with every glass my fair hands do pour,
my medicine against this world,
you're no good for but how i love you so
you're no good for but how i love you so

Friday night and i'm going to a party on the other side of town,
I don't know anyone but i'll still have my fun,
Drink this vodka down oh down.

Sunday night and i'm alone again, search the cupboards for company,
something smooth and silent, the color of violet,
a bottle of read? I found three.

Oh how i love you more, with every glass my fair hands do pour,
my medicine against this world,
you're no good for but how i love you so
you're no good for but how i love you so

I love how you take me away, with every sip that i taste,
and ill never feel any pain, cus you get me through.

Oh how i love you more, with every glass my fair hands do pour,
my medicine against this world,
you're no good for but how i love you so
you're no good for but how i love you so

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