Lyrics:
a bottle baby, baby, baby
Send for me
Girl it would be alright
(Girl it would be alright)
If you should call and tell me
Just send for me
By
to white and got everyone's undivided attention
Cause your daughter is on it and you can't hide it
Maybe your son tried it, rehab too crowded
You scared,
Don't want my drinkin' to affect the things I do
They say a bottle can ruin a lifetime
But I can recommend a fundamental cure
It just might help you
Rehab in Heaven
Rehab in Heaven
Talking afraid Setting the tone
Trying to find something to feel
Living it out or somewhere between
Don't you
the lights and water on
But I can't keep my white trash off the lawn
Car engine from a flowerbed
In a whiskey bottle base
Cadillac on a cinderblock
Duct
out this little voice
Running circles 'round my brain
Screaming louder than the pain
My head is spinning
My resolve is reeling
I can tell by the heavy
head, people (by your head people)
Who would've thought I got some money (I got some money)
Look what I bought, bitch, my money jumpin' (my money
Well we give them the election
That keeps filling our heads full of lies
Can we trust in new directions
When their promises are in disquise
Well
Starstruck,
starstruck over you
Starstruck,
I'm struck dumb by you
Starstruck,
I struck out my luck
I was always starstruck
Can't get an agent
For
An angel prays
By your side at night down through the alleyways
A junkie cries and no one hears
A spirit flies to dry his tears
The bottle owns another
on to
The glass is cut
The bottle run dry
Our love runs cold
In the caverns of the night
We're wounded by fear
Injured in doubt
I can lose myself
You I can
Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my dreams,
Arm-in-arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my friends and me
Hoist up a few tall cool
I sold my car to buy more wine
I hocked my watch, I've lost track of time
Days with you went by so fast now
I'm trying to relive the past
You don't
thinking about becoming a cop
So I can murk some niggas one by one off legally
I talk that real shit, but that's why they loving it
One time for the city,
and quit my band
Down a bottle of pills to show how them I felt
Thinking I'll teach them by giving them the lesson
To love those around you before it's too
better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Drivin' through the gated residential
Found out I was comin', sent your friends home
I said meet me at the club, tonight
All them bottles on me
You can meet me at the club, tonight
And you can stand in front of me
I said meet me
And they call to me
I wasn't in the bottle
Next to me
I'm down by the call
Maybe the sun
Where nobody feels
They gotta give it and go
She's
will beat your ass down
Don't judge a man by his size
When you're a bitch
Who can't fight
La la la la la
I come home late at night with my shoes in my hands
Stumble in the back door being quite as I can
And I know she there in bed cold and all alone
the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck
the mystery
I will meet you by the witness tree
Leave the whole world behind
I want to come when you call
I'll get to you if I have to crawl
They can
murders
The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world
Slim Shady (let's go)
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
Hollywood whore,
Passed out on the floor,
I'm sorry but the party's over.
Cocaine nose,
And trendy clothes,
Gotta send her to rehab.
She
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