Correction Paroles Bad Bad Whiskey par Home Brew

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Yeah this song right here
Is for all the piss head
Who has a good girl
But you were way too good for them
And then f*cked it up
Y'know?

All because of that

Bad, bad, bad whiskey
And now she don't want to f*ck with me
I lost my girl for forty-nine fifty
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

[Verse 1 - Tom Scott]
Sitting alone in the clinic, I wonder "was she worth it?"
With my head in my hands while I'm waiting for the verdict
Cause I'm just a lying cheater, no-good
Wild cat eater, telling lies to my Sheila, I
Treat her like a diva when I love her and I need her
But I really don't give a damn, like a greedy beaver
Half a liter of tequila, now I'm trying to cheat a piss test
All for some chick with some big breasts and shit breath
Sitting in the waiting room, hoping I can trick death
This is what I get for listening to what my dick says
Now I got the bug for a little hanky-panky
Can't tell my dear, it'll kill her like Bambi's Mammy
Understand me? If you got a dick, then dude
To have a chick with who you're sticking to is kind of difficult
Especially when you're sipping brew, worse when you're skulling it
Battle with the rum, and double trouble when you funnel it, it's

Bad, bad, bad whiskey

And now she don't want to f*ck with me
And I don't know why I'm feeling so itchy
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

Get the f*ck away from me, asshole!

[Verse 2 - Tom Scott]
Baby, don't leave me, easy, please believe me!
Baby, bubby, booby, lovey-dovey, cutie, sweety, look
I know I made a booby, but there's no need to go les
It wasn't me, I swear, it was that dude Pepe Lopez
f*ck what that ho says, me and you are meant to be
We're connected mentally, baby, she ain't a cent to me
Plus she had a bushy p*ssy
"What?!"
But I never saw it though!
Honest she just told me that, straight up you can call her phone!
But I don't have her number though
"Oh yeah right, sure you don't"
We got drunk, I saw the ho, I fell asleep, that's all I know!
My dick was in auto mode!
'f*ck you, I'm walking home."
Ok well, before you go, just one more for the road?
*slap*
Alright then, just the kissy-kissy? [f*ck You!]
Nah, you'll be back, I know you're gonna miss me
Damn, what's this, why are my eyes getting misty
Shit, huh, bad bad whiskey

Bad, bad, bad whiskey
And now she don't want to f*ck with me
She asked me, "How'd you get all those ciggies?"
All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey

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