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the bartender´s working on a late night shift she´s bonka blonds and bon aims on a midnight drift and the dance band´s playing the same old slam i´m sinking whiskey and you´re sipping fine wine i don´t know what it is you´re trying to prove well it should be you but it´s me who can hardly move and i´ve got my reputation lying on the line come on baby, be a good dog and help the blind
won´t you carry me home (like a truck, pick me up)
you ain´t no lady but you´ve sure got taste in men that head of yours has got you by time and time again my arms and legs are aching and my head´s about to blow and your back´s been breakin´ and i´d hate to spoil the show but i´ve just spent next weeks wages and i´m right out of coin but you want more and it´s half past four and they want to close the joint but we can´t afford a taxi, and it´s too late for the bus but i´ve been told by friends of mine you´re someone i can trust
won´t you carry me home (don´t let me lie here in all this beer)
you drank all your booze and half of mine i´m bleary eyed and you´re waiting for the sunshine (to come and kill me) just like the man who threw me on the floor don´t matter, while i´m down here i might as well try and find the fucking door excuse me, have you seen my swizzle stick and have you got a plastic bag ´cause i´m gonna be sick i´m dead drunk and heave´n hanging upside down and you´re getting up and leaving, you think i´m gonna drown
won´t you carry me home
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