Back in My Drinkin' Days

Yeah that was me up there jukin' on the table
 Higher than Superman, thinkin' I was able
 End up in the back of a Mercury Sable
 Handcuffs sure sucked
 Cold beer flows like a spring from the foothills
 Poppin' them down like handful of sugar pills
 Sun comin' up ain't nothing but a buzzkill
 Bright lights, good night
 That was back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days
 Listen here now
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 Yeah GPC sells four for a dollar
 Lightin' one cigarette off of another
 A little bit of doobie, I ain't talking about the brothers
 Uh oh y'all know
 Middle of the night, try to get a little lovin'
 Dude didn't like it, said, "Let me tell you something"
 Well you fight a good fight when you ain't afraid of nothing
 One hit was worth it
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days, ooh
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days
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 Well since then, the thick and thin
 Has taught this man a thing or two
 Thank God I lived to tell about it
 The stupid things that I used to do
 Yeah, well
 That was back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days, ooh
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin'
 Back in my drinkin' days, oh, take a moment