BLOOZIN

 BLOOZIN

I THINK IT WAS THE JACK OF SPADES- IT'S FUNNY HOW THE MEMORY FADES
WITH EVERY DROP OF WHISKEY I'VE CONSUMED
SHE BEAT ME WITH THE QUEEN OF HEARTS AND AFTER TEARING MINE APART
SHE TIPPED HER HAT AND VACATED THE ROOM

MY BOOZIN'S BECOME CHRONIC MY PASSION WON'T SUBSIDE
BLOOZIN IS MY TONIC- TO THIS I MUST CONFIDE

SO CONTEMPLATE YOUR NEXT MOVE CAUSE IF SOMEONES STACKED THE DECK
THIS RIVERBOAT IS HEADED FOR A WRECK

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