I wish I could stop drinking, but beer runs my life.
If I had stopped drinking, I would still have a wife.
When did I start drinking, I think I was child.
When I started drinking, it drove the teachers wild.
Because I can’t stop drinking, I’ve been labelled a fool.
I’m the bloody idiot, who started drinking in high school.
Listen carefully to me now my son.
No matter what you hear, drinking aint fun.
Lots and lots of alcohol messes with ones head.
And then you’ll get in a car and someone will end up dead.
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