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I was drinking beer, then i was drinking jager I know i shouldn't mix the two, i always pay later But that's just beside the point, what is done is done Now i'm hurting real bad and i've got the runs I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves I was talking to you then i was on the ground When i shut my eyes, everything spun around When i'm so fucked up, i forget where i am I feel so bad, i puked in your van Gut-wrenching spasms that just won't stop Trying to squeeze out just one last drop My gut tied in knots, nothing left inside Thank you so much for giving me a ride I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves [lyrics: brecht] From Letras Mania