Well, I got a bad liver and a broken heart.
Yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart.
I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drink.

And I wish you'd a known her,
we were quite a pair.
She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer.

So, welcome to the continuing saga.
She was my better half and I was just a dog.
And so here am I slumped
I been chippied I been chumped on my stool.

So buy this fool, some spirits and libations,
it's these railroad station bars
Ohh, with all these conductors and the porters
and I'm all out of quarters.

And this epitaph is the aftermath,
Yeah, I choose my path.
Hey, come on Cath, he's a lawyer!
He ain't the one for ya.
and no the moon ain't romantic it's intimidating as hell.
And some guy's trying to sell me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch.
I got me a bottle and a dream
it's so maudlin it seems.

You can name your poison.
Go on ahead and make some noise.
I ain't sentimental,
this ain't a purchase it's a rental and it's purgatory.
Hey, what's your story, well I don't even care,
cause I got my own double-cross to bear.

And I'll see your Red Label ,
And I'll raise you one more,
And you can pour me a cab,
I just can't drink no more!
cause it don't douse the flames ,
that are started by dames.

It ain't like asbestos , it don't do nothing but
rest us assured and substantiate the rumors
that you've heard.