The Fucking Buckaroos - Drinking About You | Текст песни

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Monday morning I'm wasted again,
the hands on the clock read a quarter past ten,
I'm lying here on the cold kitchen floor,
waiting for you to come knock on my door,
you told me once that your would come back,
when hell grew cold and the sun shone black,
but I've been lying here for days and I'm still alone,
try to get up so I reach for my shirt,
send the bottles to rolling ashtrays to tumbling,
in the mess we've both made, I'm still living in,
but you washed your hands,
I'm paying now for both of our sins,
I've been drinkin about you babe,
I think we both know that it's me whose to blame,
left me here heartbroken and sore,
you smiled and said you loved me no more,
take pity on me don't leave me alone,
It's monday morning I'm wasted again,
I cannot imagine how long it has been,
lying here on linoleum floor,
with a pain in my hear my eyes on the door,
I've been drinking about you babe,
I think we both know it's me whose to blame,
take pity on me... Please have sex with me one more time.
Darling, I woke up this morning with a hard on that could
cut the diamonds in your eyes, I've been thinking about you,
I've been dreaming about you, hell, I've been drinking about you.

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