06 December 2008

sometimes...I drink

My momma always told me
Boy I taught you better
Than to go out drinking every night
Just tryin to find another man to fight
I tried telling her
It’s not my fault
It’s a horrible disease after all
I know I got more important things to do
But I don’t wanna spend the night playin cute with you
And I got this dry spot in the back of my throat
Oh damn, I shouldn’t
But I am

9 o clock came rollin around
I strapped up my drinkin boots
Ready to go to town
I found myself staring face to face
With porcelain and glass herself, oh this should be great
She said “I’m really glad to see, you’ve changed your ways
You’ve come really far from back in the day
Put down the bottle and picked up your grades
You’re living proof that men never change”
Once my lecture was done from the lifetime channel
I was 7 or 8 deep, and couldn’t stand without the mantle
She said go ahead and just kill the handle
Oh damn, I shouldn’t
But I am

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