| Drunk Author: |
Geester43 |
| Description: |
Lost my job,wife and paycheck,in one afternoon |
| Location: |
Scottsdale,Tasmania, na 7260 |
| When: |
3/22/2008 7:57:51 PM |
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| "Course I’m Miserable,Stupid! |
I’m not feelin’ very grand,as I sit here,head in hand
In the gutter just outside the local Bar.
I shoulda wacked the Boss when he told me of my loss,
But I knew that wouldn’t get me very far
So I came here for a drink,and to have a quiet think
About my doubtful future,and to come up with a plan
So I went and told my wife,and she walked out of my life,
Takin’all my money with her.She just didn’ unnerstan.’
Well,then I got to thinkin’,"I’ll just carry on with drinkin’
So I scrounged a couple dollars,and I headed for the street.
I had too much to drink,and they tell me that I stink.
So I’ll go and sleep it off,if I can ever find me feet.
But what’s the use o’talkin’when you’re stoney broke and walkin’
When your tucker-bag is empty,and the fish refuse to bite?
When your umbrella’s leakin’an your blutcher-boots are squeakin’
An’the slut beside you says she don’t,but looks as if she might?
An’you just stand and stare,with your nose up in the air,
Askin’ if I’m miserable!Oh.how I wish you’d stop.
But I don’t care anyhow,’cause you’re just a silly cow!
Say,what?I’m sorry,Seargent,I didn’t know you was a cop!
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| Author, Geester43 |
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