Swedish Magazines - Ballbag Boogie

Gimme sweet, sweet alcohol
I can't stand to see you have to drink it all
I'm doing you the very best I can
Cos I'm your lover man

Whatever I do, I won't let you down
I'll drink the sea before I let you drown
I'm prepared to be that salty
You do nice things for me

But don't locked the door when you leave the room
I'm sorry babe but that's really rude
Dry your eyes and cook me some food
As a lover should

Don't believe a word I say
But don't let that stand in the way
Heard it all before today

I don't believe in democracy
The greater good don't mean shit to me
All I hear and all I see
Is rife hypocrisy

They'll be hell to pay if you mess me around
I'll break your heart, it wont make a sound
Leave it lying on the ground
At the lost and found

(lyric Van Walker, music Van Walker & Anton Ruddock)

Written by:
DONOVAN WALKER, MARC RUDDICK

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