Underneath The Bottle

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[Verse]
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Oooohh whee, look at me, 
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looking for some sympathy
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It's the same old story, of a 
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man and his search for glory And 
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he found it, there underneath the 
bottle
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Things are never good, things go
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 from bad to weird  Hey gimme 
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another Scotch with my beer
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I'm sad to say, I feel the same 
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today, as I always do Gimme a 
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drink to relax me
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Oooohh whee, liquor set me 
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free, I can't do no work The shake's
 inside me
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Ah shucks, I got the lousiest 
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luck, I'm sick of this Underneath 
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the bottle
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Seven days make a week, on two 
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of them I sleep I can't remember 
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what the heck I was doing
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I got bruises on my legs from I 
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can't remember when
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I fell down some stairs I was lyin'
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 underneath the bottle
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Oooohh whee, son of a B. You 
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get so down, you can't get any lower
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So long world, you play too 
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rough And it's getting me all mixed 
up
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I lost my pride and it's hiddin' 
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There, underneath the bottle


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