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The Boozer

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Love/hate Canonical path: /lovehate/the-boozer Related lyric paths: 6
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The Boozer

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You got scraped-up knuckles

you got scraped-up knees

you're not used to beggin' please

you want it all and you want it now

put a bottle to your temple - say "mao"

Friend to friend better wash that shirt

cause it's your mind soaked in dirt

turned-out trouble maker blood shot eyes got a present for you

surprise

ice cold gold will tantalize you into thinking that you know

but the truth is gonna get you cause the parties goin' on for sometime

guess what you're buying

Baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

You don't wanna think - you just wanna drink

nothing's safe that's not nailed down

the truth is such a nasty place anyway

when everything's been said that there is to say

reminisce - no - fuck that - i'd rather drown like a rat in shit

what's this - i made you a special lager

Baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

You're the keeper of the koo-koo and you smoke 13

your mother's son-of-a-bitch dream

keeper of the koo-koo man when he goes wacko

hack-hack-hack put you in the sack parked out back - your racked

Low lean losing proud rummy

never underestimate you ain't no dummy

you're a bird with a broken wing

i hate to break it to you but you just can't sing

Baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

You're in a blender full of pickled rock 'n' rollers

putting quarters in slot machines

bettin' or rather letting fate's snake charmer do it for you

today, okay, i'll admit you ain't no loser

The fights still in you two-fisted chooser

you smell like hell's guard dog with rabies

you itch like a bitch with scabies

restless - not movin' - where's the place where the hippy chicks groovin'

alright groovy hippie chicks in your mile high boots

drinkin' molotov cocktails

Felony and misdemeanor will whip your ass till you come cleaner

what's the meaning of life - what's the meaning of life

Baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

baby you're the boozer - yeah yeah yeah

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