On liquor I spent my last dime Sunday mornin', eight a.m. Just cursin' myself again Drinkin' like each one might be my last Blurred memories of makin' toasts To the cheapest beer and talk show hosts Funny then but that's fadin' fast Here's to wakin' up at night Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road You're still thinkin' that you can't go on like this Headed for a break down You keep sayin' thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night On liquor I spent my last dime A worried man drinks a healthy drink But he drinks nine or ten Until he's done Then he'll tell you his life story But he won't stop until He's told to you and everyone Well here's to wakin' up at night Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road You're still thinkin' that you can't go on like this Before I break down You keep sayin' thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night On liquor I spent my last dime Blurred memories of makin' toasts To the cheapest beer and talk show hosts Funny then, but that's fadin' fast Here's to wakin' up at night Half drunk in a ditch by the side of the road You're still thinkin' that you can't go on like this Before I break down You keep sayin' thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I can't live Thanks for tomorrow, 'cause I've had enough Well, it'd do me just fine to make it through the night On liquor I spent my last dime © FEEDHORN SONGS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com