The Good Life Notes In His Pockets Lyrics

Drunk at the bar at last, last call - my baby's home on her night off, So I'm involved in a serious talk with a girl I had known growing up. So we buy a six; decide to split - she has a downtown apartment. She opens the door, falls to the floor, says, "I'm bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now I'm yours.

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