Are you holding up the jukebox with your last coin?
Making love to the neon darlin', where the wires join
And i keep stallin', until we've all been
Brought around the side into my coffin
Sleep until the sun's gone
I begin to see the way inside
Gimme whiskey in my hand
Do you understand?
The silver cup is cut in two
And crying in the sand
Have a sip of the newest fad now, bitter and cold
Promises in a bottle that will never grow old
Would you want to drink it with me?
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