He's showing you the bottle
So I was itching at the end of the bar
As she was looking at my bass guitar
I don't even recall her name hahaha
All the bitches are just the same
And next thing I knew I was in her bed, child
And crazy things were goin on inside my head, yeah
And I don't even recall your claim to fame
You can straddle my brass, baby yeah
And know you've been mine, sure 'nough
?????? and sure 'nough you're mine
A snake eyed floozey I said I just I gotta have you
Are we sure that your over?
And the next thing I knew I was on the ground yeah
With dead bones in my sail
And I turned to her and I said
All I really want from you is your smile
And maybe I could love you
A just a little while yeah yeah yeah
I don't even recall your claim to fame
Straddle my brass, baby yeah
And I don't even recall your claim to fame
Witness me I gotta gotta gotta gotta have
It's for sure that your over
It's for sure that your over
Witness me, witness me now
And if your eyes start to fade
And you know you never gonna keep it in
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