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Fuck!

The bars are all closed,

it's four in the morning.

Must have shut 'em all down

by the shape that I'm in.

I lay my head on the wheel

and the horn begins honking.

The whole neighborhood knows

that I'm home drunk again.

It's four in the morning!

If drinking don't kill me,

her memory will!

I can't hold out much longer

the way that I feel.

With the blood from my body

I could start my own still.

If drinking don't kill me,

her memory will!

These old bones they move slow

but so sure of their footsteps,

as I trip on the floor

and lightly touch down.

Lord, it's been ten bottles

since I tried to forget her.

But the memory still lingers,

lying here on the ground.

Memory still lingers!

If drinking don't kill me,

her memory will!

I can't hold out much longer

the way that I feel.

With the blood from my body

I could start my own still.

If drinking don't kill me,

her memory will!

Her memory will!

If drinking don't kill me,

her memory will!

I can't hold out much longer

the way that I feel.

With the blood from my body

I could start my own still.

If drinking don't kill me now,

her memory will!

Her memory will...