Drive-In Coffee Shop - The Things We Said

Come on step closer and you will see that I'm not only drunk but I'm in misery
A beer in my hand, noone to understand the things I said and what they meant
I came here 'cause I wanted fun
Have some shots and smoke some pot with Mayr Fred's son
A beer in my hand and you would understand the things I said and what they meant

I wish that I could state to be politically correct but when
I drink and get high there's a minor side effect
Well, then I start to ramble and rant like a dick
Shrug it off but don't label me another raging lunatic

As time goes by my beer goes dry
So one by one the cans and bottles slowly die
Some weed in my hand
I don't quite understand the things you said and what they meant

Stupid me won's stop to drink
I open up my mouth and then loudly start to think
An agitated face is mostly the case
The things we say are like a maze

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