Jazz June (The)

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Drank too much Thursday night at sundown Can't drink enough to make the world look right So I put it down Sunday night at sunddown Damn I hope I don't end up like the jerk next door Excuse me sir would you like to it down with me? We'll watch the tide roll by and we'll watch it spit out sentences We'll try to figure out why they're all so full of shit From Letras Mania