Compulsive Gamblers - Sour And Vicious Man | Текст песни

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My belly was full of wine
I was not in a stable mind
Well, nine cups you filled
Though some of it spilled
It still did the job more than fine

You just don't know who I am
A sour and vicious man
My mind is in hell, from heaven it fell
And my soul is still on remand

Now little Debbie McClark
She drug me out into the dark
It happened to be
I was too drunk to see
And I yelled out a vulgar remark

You just don't know who I am
A sour and vicious man
My mind is in hell, from heaven it fell
And my soul is still on remand

At midnight, I'm back in my room
Which serves as a drunkard's tomb
And at night in my sleep
I will wrestle my sheets
And in dreams, I'm hummin' this tune

You just don't know who I am
A sour and vicious man
My mind is in hell, from heaven it fell
And my soul is still on remand


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