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Violent Femmes New Times Don't Start Me On The Liquor Don't start me on the liquor I'll drink it all down straight I'll make a toast to love But I drink the most When I got somebody to hate CHORUS I'm an old man I got an old man's pain Will the morning Will the morning ever come again Well, I'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquor I'm drinkin' down the drink I'll take a toast to life But I drink the most When my devil start to thing CHORUS Oh, I could drink, drink, drink So I can't think, think, think I got a hope or a home In this life I'm all alone On this long cold lonely night of fright Followed by a lonely day 'Til there's nothing left I can say Except I didn't know I was sick And so I got sicker He's a low down lying Peckerwood cotton picker Don't start me on the liquor I got nothing more to say I had a little money But it all flown away And I said oh man Oh, ain't that a shame Oh, I keep moanin', I keep moanin' Like I got an old man's pain Don't Don't start Don't start me Don't start me on Don't start me on the Don't start me on the liquor ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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