The Lincoln Bedroom - The Ballad of the Whiskey Robber | Текст песни

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• The Lincoln Bedroom
• The Ballad of the Whiskey Robber

Gimme two shots of whiskey before I rob this bank
And one shot to make sure my partner’s got my back
I’ll need two shots to add to the gasoline
And one shot to pray that we get away clean

I’ll need two shots to scare ‘em and keep ‘em on the floor
One shot to stop anyone from running through that door
I’ll need two shots to shoot me out of this place
And one left over just in case

O You put me through the ringer
Wish I had a million dollars for you
Then you would be true
So what can I do

I had two shots at loving you before you took off
And one shot to prove to you that I had enough
Well I had too many shots cause of all of this pain
And there’s one more shot to guarantee that I’ll see you again

O You put me through the ringer
Wish I had a million dollars for you
Then you would be true
So what can I do
O Nobody Wants a singer
Next time you see me I’ll be on my feet
Cause these six shots are my chance

Well there’s one shot to hold me and one for the pain
And one that is lethal when it runs through my veins
The guard will tell me as we walk down that hall
You had six shots to make it and you wasted them all

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