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better listen to this and that
You drink your whiskey Baby I'll drink my wine
You tend to your business
Knowing I'll tend to mine
I don't want no school

Tommy was born by the railway tracks
He told his mama, he was never coming back
His papa died when he was nine
Too much whiskey, maybe too much wine

If it ain't a Rolls-Royce Man
Fuck your ride
Unspotted by Pleasure
Undaunted by Pain
Making fortunes at 18 without selling cocaine
Rival this

Sometimes I dine with the devil
We're feasting on crow once again
I like to dine with a bottle of wine
And a whiskey or scotch after then
Sometimes I

She took me down into her cellar, 
And said that I was a mighty fine fella,
She fed me wine and whiskey too, 
And let me play with her

of whiskey and wine
Someday I might take it slow
But that's further on down the line
We'll burn one down then we'll go to town
Then go howling at the moon

the surface, cracked note in my voice
Cracked pipe in the furnace, a cracked life by choice
Cracked life by choice

Cracks in my whiskey, cracked glass of wine

at the sun


Day drinkin sipping vodka, wine, whiskey, and rum


Need some lidocaine feels good to be numb


Mathematics telling me booze never was the sum

Wondering why
I should've known
It's 3 AM and I'm still lost at number 4
I know this game cause I have been right here before
A bottle of wine, I shouldn't

at sea would take their toll
cause when the sailor sets to port he wants to spend his gold

It's whiskey, wine and women, and it's back to sea again
In

unwind
Country boy we leaning sliding
All by design

Fat sacks and fine dimes
Fat ass's like fine wine
Cold beer and fire shine
Left and right watch me

inhibitions and I'm wishin' that I wasn't but the whiskey is abundant
So I'm plunging right back to the deep end and I love it
Next evenin' say fuck it like I

on the floor
To let you know I'm gone
Sometimes my only lovers
Are the whiskey and the wine
Now I'm out here takin' another one
For the honky tonk team tonight

wine straight from the grapevine yeah
Had some whiskey in between

We ain't looking for violence but it ain't that hard to find
And if you look in

Stevens
He's gonna keep you up all night
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He's on my mind, he's always right
Bob-Bobby Stevens
He is the demon by my side

He's the guy

Sitting at this bar by myself
This the rockstar life
She's in the wine
I rush to hit the bottom glass
Chase the highs
Just so I can feel the coming

when I'm inside
Know my worth, stayed by my side
I put in work, did the overtime
Now we sip fine wine all the time
Enjoying mine, by the time
I finish

on the timeline and then I chop it up
Videos on videos up until my pockets stuffed
Filming thru LA, workin overtime to get rich
Built the foundation brick by brick

cnother round of that old whiskey
Yea she gets me 
cnd she know I'm feeling Whitney
She lives frisky
But she ain't living with me

Love it when she ride it

that springs from whiskey and wine
Dance of the heart fires in the mind


The Wisest words are spoken by the biggest fools
A lonely heart never plays by

The cadillacs stood by the house
And the yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they hissed advice
'Hot-wire her with a pin'
So, we turned

up to myself
Soaked
In wine, whiskey, and irony
Should I
Peer up
From the char?
Unsurprised
By forks and knives
Why
Doesn't she call?
Take me

our eyes
In the evening we sit by the fireside
Sipping on whiskey while you pour yourself some wine
Hum a melody, a song for the serenity of settling

gone but I have a Sleep, Medicine, Laughter tattoo

Whiskey, wine, whatever and the mania that came with our names
Sleep, Medicine, Laughter is a saying