Sounds Like Chicken - Spilt Beers and Drunken Tears | Текст песни

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• Spilt Beers and Drunken Tears

I`ve got a bone to pick with you
But I`ll wait till I`ve had a few
Cos confrontation never was my style
There`s something that I wanna say
And its not gonna go away
This one thing has taken me a while
To think up in my head
Of something that you said
Some incoherent mumbling strikes my ears

What`d you say about my mum?
Are you saying that I`m dumb?
I heard you loud and clear you said to me
No sorry I don`t have one
Which means to me

Put down whatever you are drinking now so I can take a swing
Let down your guard so you`re an easy target
Now you`re skating thin
Ice cold I`ll empty both your glasses then I might take your girl friend out
Just give it up you`re no match for me

I`ve got a bone to pick with you
And I don`t think its something new
My tolerance is wearing way too thin
Your smell it makes me sick
I think you`re gonna pick
A fight with me out cold before we start
You`re yelling up a storm
Tonight you`re in good form
8 brewskis down the hatch and you`re still up

I said nothing about your mum
I`m not saying that you`re dumb
Its your tendency to misinterpret me
No sorry, I don`t have one
Which means to you...

Put down whatever you are drinking now so I can take a swing
Let down your guard so you`re an easy target
Now you`re skating thin
Ice cold I`ll empty both your glasses then I might take your girl friend out
Just give it up you`re no match for me

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