Booze Me Up and Get Me High
All that 'schlager at the bar Flakes of gold swim in my brain I ate the worm the night before And tonight I'll probably do it again Shotgun Becks down at the Shore I've got a friend at the liquor store Deaner likes his red wind dry So booze me up and get me high Booze me up and get me high Why don't you give it a try? Let the bottle do the work To ease the mind and soothe the hurt Me and George finish the Jack After drinkin' down my last six pack I'm not feelin' bad myself 'Cause there's another bottle on the shelf Cribber likes his Guinness in cans And Andrew, he's a tequila man But it don't take much to get me high So booze me up and get me high Booze me up and get me high Why don't you give it a try? Let the bottle do the work To ease mind and soothe the hurt
Written by: AARON FREEMAN, MICHAEL MELCHIONDO, MICHAEL MELCHIONDO, JR.
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