Kip Addotta
It's the Liquor
If you wake up in the morning with a brain that feels like liquorIt’s the liquor (it’s the liquor)Does the sight of ham and eggs make you just a little sicker?It’s the liquor (it’s the liquor)You say your arms are getting thinner and your thighs are getting thickerWhen the doctor calls to tell you there’s a problem with your tickerWhen you ram the car in front just to read the bumper stickerIt’s the liquorWhen you take your freeway off ramp and wind up in Costa RicaIt’s the liqua (it’s the liquor)I’m always free on Monday but I’m not a goldbrickerIt’s the liquor (it’s the liquor)When you stagger into court and the jury sit and snickerWhen you can’t stand the sermon every Sunday by the vicarWhen your girlfriend says she’s never had a lover that was quickerIt’s the liquorIf you’ve ever bought a bridge from a well-dressed city slickerIt’s the liquor (it’s the liquor)Has your flaming love affair cooled down to just a flickerIt’s the liquor (it’s the liquor)You say your favorite alibi no longer seems to trick herAnd every time you’re with your sweetheart, all you do is fight and bickerAnd when your knees are getting splinters from the dirty barroom floorThat’s the lacquer.
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