Sailor Jerry Rum (cropped v.) (исполнитель: Faraway Boys)

I'm leaving you, baby! He no working you like no more!
Well, I'm leaving you, baby! He no working you like no more!
Well, I pick up some habits and walk streets out that door
Well, you'll find me down town, pack of smokes and [bad word] Well, you'll find me down town, pack of smokes and [bad word] Well, tonight I'm gonna be [bad word] drinkin' son-of-a-gun

Well, I'm getting to my car, your beating can kids me
Well, suck my bird(?), baby! And watch me leave
Tonight I'm craving little bit a misery
Well, sell [bad word] is quite [bad word] of the thing
He is [bad word] no more trouble, he is [bad word] on my pain
Give me have an hour, I want be the same

Well, sorry little baby! I'm trying be mean
But that selling [bad word] hit keeps calling me
And I pen on bottle label: she is all of sin
Well, I dropping to my car, your beating can kids me
Well, suck my bird(?), baby! And watch me leave
Tonight I'm craving little bit a misery
Well, you'll find me down town, pack of smokes and [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] Well, you'll find me down town, pack of smokes and [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] Tonight I'm gonna be [bad word] drinkin' son-of-a-gun
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