Lyrics by Mark David Blum, Esq. Music still to be provided.

CHEAP LIQUOR

By Mark David Blum, Esq.

Up here on the table
Trying to stand but I’m not able
Wearing a lampshade for a hat
Where o where are my pants at?

I don’t remember much about
How I got into this situation
When the cops and courts are done with me
I’ll have a helluva vacation

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It wasn’t fine wine
Or other fruit of the vine
Not Dom Perignon or Johnny Walker Black
They don’t make me hurt like that

No no no – It was cheap liquor
It makes me fight. It makes me bicker
Oh I try to sip but I guzzle it all the quicker
It makes me sicker and sicker
Cheap Liquor
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Waking up slowly in a strange dirty old bed
Oh my god, the pounding pounding in my head
What’s that snoring loudly next to me?
Before she wakes I had better flee.

Fleeting memories of the night before
Dancing like Travolta with a $2 whore
Twirling and twisting and falling on my face
Spilling my drinks all over the place

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(chorus)
It wasn’t fine wine
Or other fruit of the vine
Not Dom Perignon or Johnny Walker Black
They don’t make me hurt like that

No no no – It was cheap liquor
It makes me fight. It makes me bicker
Oh I try to sip but I guzzle it all the quicker
It makes me sicker and sicker
Cheap Liquor

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As long as I’m a roughneck or downright unemployed
I’ll miss those quality libations my head once enjoyed
Generic beer. Dollar store wine. Bottom shelf rum.
Even old school bathtub gin are all my favorite son

So let me swing from chandeliers
And talk smack with the ugliest babes
Let me throw up and throw up until I cant no more
And wake up with no memory of how I slept on the floor

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(chorus)

It wasn’t fine wine
Or other fruit of the vine
Not Dom Perignon or Johnny Walker Black
They don’t make me hurt like that

No no no – It was cheap liquor
It makes me fight. It makes me bicker
Oh I try to sip but I guzzle it all the quicker
It makes me sicker and sicker
Cheap Liquor