The redlight district was too near
I met you at a tabledance
I was so drunk I couldn’t cheer
Thank god I got a second chance
The boys were pouring beer on you
To get your shirt more soaking
You were the finest of your crew
Enchantment you were stoking
You body smelled like booze
When you undressed at home
And hell I digged your shoes
(But your boobs do feel like foam)
In the morning you got hammered
With a bong or two
I never saw you sober
But neither sad or blue
Another day, another dress
Those party nights they blurred your aim
I said I really wanna cause no mess
I need to go to from where I came
She smiled and then got hammered
With a drink or two
And babbled baby, damn it,
I wish I’d love you, too.
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