I've cracked enough jokes
And I've smoked enough smokes
Now I'm feeling for the ropes
My excesses are getting the better of me
I try not to notice that I've spilt my drink
As I slide towards the door
My excesses are getting the better of me
I was lecturing the kitchen
'til the icebox got bored
And where's that girl gone
My excesses are getting the better of me
My excesses are getting the better of me
My excesses are getting the better of me
My excesses are getting the better of me
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