Got a five in my pocket Wanna buy me some gin A drop of gas in my tank Let me think it over again 'Cause I'd rather be drunk And drive away from here Than to be sober, so sober No friends comin' thru I think I've lost them all No man to take their place So I decided to make this call That I'd rather be drunk On a cloud away from here I don't wanna be sober, no not sober Broke and alone, nowhere to go And loneliness is hurting me so Broke and alone, nowhere to go And loneliness is hurting me so One stog left to light I think I'll smoke just a half By the time I finish this drink I'll roll the last of the grass 'Cause I'd rather feel pumped Than to drown in my tears That'll help me peel over Sleep the night over Oh I could've swore, sober And lonliness is killing me slow Broke and alone, whoo boy whatever Did I drink too much? 'Cause the road is all lopsided I only drove a small way I thought I swore not to take this ride Now my air's being pumped And I'm drenched in my tears I don't wanna peel over Just wanna be sober Why I had to go? Killing me slow, slow I wish I could have listened to my conscience And not drunk a drip I wouldn't be here in so many pieces I shouldn't have drank a sip © WB MUSIC CORP.; FO SHAWNA PRODUCTIONS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com