Well, staggered into yesterday
Bourbon in my hand
Feelin' fancy clancy, feelin' like a man
I ain't afraid to cry 'cos you know I ain't no punk

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Feelin kinda clever, lookin kinda cool
No matter what the weather
You know I ain't no fool 'cos I ain't afraid to cry
'Cos you know I ain't no punk

I found it in the locker, it's gotta be a pint of vodka
I see it on the table, it's gotta be a Black Label
I smell it on my skin, it's gotta be a pint of gin
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