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One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain’t seen my baby since I don’t know when
I’ve been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I’m gonna get loose
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don’t you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
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Now I could be right and could be wrong,
You been layin’ out all night long.
You telephoned this mornin’, said you’d be home soon.
The doorman said he seen you at the Club Blue Lagoon.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey’n mama.
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Being drunk and weary
I went to Molly’s chamber
Takin’ Molly with me
But I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven,
Yeah, in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired my pistols
And I shot him with both barrelsYeah, musha rain dum a doo, dum a da, ha, yeah
Whack for my daddy, oh
Whack for my daddy, oh
There’s whiskey in the jar, oh
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She ain’t into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can’t stand the thought of sippin’ champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain’t enough good burn in Tequila she needs
Somethin’ with a little more edge and a little more plain
She’s my little whiskey Girl
She’s my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like ’em rough
At times I wonder if they ain’t both the same
But one’s a liar that helps to hide me from my pain
And one’s the long gone bitter truth
That’s the difference between whiskey and you