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We hold our breath
You lean in close
Talk of the game
And how good you’ve been this week
Stupid recline
Stood up off your knees
To tumble down
Wipe your nose on
Dirty streets
You had your fun
In a bottle of rum
Time trickles past
Sores, broken glass
Slushed down the drain
And a book of promises
But soon you’ll forget
In a bottle of wine
A toast to the brave
The broken now fixed
Well at this stage
You should know just
What to say
Foot in the mouth
Our judgement is clear
Some walk away
And decide they’ve had enough
But you’ll get them back
With a bottle of jack
Secrets and thrills
Cures all those ills
Its not that bad
And besides its summertime
Call up a friend
No answer again
I’d make them laugh
It will be just like old times
So whiskey and dry
With a bottle of tears
Fill it up, drink it down
Pour me, pour me another

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