Bad Liver And A Broken Heart
Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,I drunk me a river since you tore me apartAnd I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drinkAnd I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair,She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayerSo welcome to the continuing saga, she was my better half, and I was just a dogAnd so here am I slumped, I've been chipped and I've been chumped on my stoolSo buy this fool some spirits and libations, it's these railroad station barsAnd all these conductors and porters, and I'm all out of quartersAnd this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath,He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for yaNo, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell,And some guy's trying to sell me a watchAnd so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain ScotchI got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it seems,You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noiseI ain't sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory,And hey, what's your story, well I don't even care'Cause I got my own double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you one more,And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more,'Cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames,It ain't like asbestosIt don't do nothing but rest us assured,And substantiate the rumors that you've heard