Well, he lost a lot of friends in San Francisco
made a fool of himself on the Letterman show
in Dallas, Texas, he was thrown for a loss
when he passed out face-first in the barbeque sauce
oh, he's got a drinking problem
likes to let his hair hang down
oh, he's got a drinking problem
till there's no one else around
he's had more narrow escapes than Harry Houdini
made more mistakes than Mussolini
his friends thinks he's nuts
and his wife hates his guts
oh, he's got a drinking problem
likes to let his hair hang down
oh, he's got a drinking problem
till there's no one else around
no one else around
oh get lost
cause he say my friend go and fill up a toilet of scotch
oh take my marriage off the rocks
gonna take all my money build on a pitchway stand
and build my own state
I got a fourtime mud and I just know it's gonna break
> this verse appears on the cover:
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> it's late at night and the bars are all closed
> he's calling up the people he barely knows
> he says, "can you gimme a ride across the state line?
> there's just gotta be something open this time!"
oh, he's got a drinking problem, etc.
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