Since you went away babe and I was left astray I've been staring down the bottle Since I opened up the door and found you on the kitchen floor I've been livin' at full throttle
Gonna get my self som piece I'm gonna find my self som ease I'm gonna drink away my memories of you and Mr. Sleazebag
One, two, three for me I'm spending every evening 'til the morning with Mr. Beam
When I'm down he brings me up When I'm low he fills my cup O baby, living face down in the gutter but I don't give a damn as long as you're not there beside me But I know you don't mind me beeing dead
They way I used to look at you when I didn't knew the itty bitty bitchy tramp walking in your shoes And when I opened up that door and found you on the kitchen floor yelling "baby give it to me honey give me more" I went, hell...
Shit happens when you party naked, man and while Mr. Beam parties with Tarzan it all turns into a big god damn mess
Today's a really bad day Not enough my woman went away What worse is this god awful tattoo saying "Jimmy Beam I love you"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
