i've
gotta drinkin' problem man one
mouth and two hands
and an empty can i aint got no
loochie loochie
and yall don't understand i'm
just a simple man
doin' the best i can without no
loochie
i'm feelin' that funny fellin'
again within walkin' me to the
kitchen
for that early morning gin drink
it in till my thoughts they
become clear
dress my naked air and head the
fuck up outta here fightin'
traffic
the hot sun be causin' havoc ass
stuck to the seat window cracked
can't see passed it the liquor
store i just passed it
lookin' back i gotta turn around
i can't stop thinkin' exactly
that u-turn the past i leave
behind for the ill bumpin'
two busted six by nines and i
feel this day to be a good one
of plenty even if i'm thirsty and
my pockets are empty
i've gotta drinkin' problem man
one mouth and two hands
and an empty can i aint got no
loochie loochie
and yall don't understand i'm
just a simple man
doin' the best i can without no
loochie
come from a long line of
alcoholics livin' from toilet to
toilet you call it,
i'm callin' hotlines swervin' all
over yellow lines drinkin'
moonshine
damn was that a stop sign
i ain't doin' good but i'll be
fine danno where' s that cheap
wine
drunk since 9 guzzlin' boone's
farm
trying to stop my shakin' arm
i'm here to stumble the earth and
forewarn
7 weeks since i had had shower i
black out like you pulled the
plug on georgia power
southern discomfort baby seein'
pink elephants on down the
freeway
the proof on the bottle 180
runnin' out of loochey
and i won't survive if you don't
let me borrow another five
i'm a do it anyway if i'm alive
i've gotta drinkin' problem man
one mouth and two hands
and an empty can i aint got no
loochie loochie
and yall don't understand i'm
just a simple man
doin' the best i can without no
loochie
spent my last money on a pabst
blue ribbon i be gulpin never
sippin;
cuz i have to booted out the crib
and that's cool
long as i have brew face flush
stare at a lush i might bust you
in the gums
i gotta problem my life's too up
tempo but yo i'm just simple man
who's mind is crippled
man it all started at a party and
i was only 15
now i can kill a fifth of bacardi
and i drink and pass out
wake up ass out and start again i
been to aa but hey hey gimme the
bottle
12 steppers actin like they never
took a swallow
hook: (fade)
i've gotta drinkin' problem man
one mouth and two hands
and an empty can i aint got no
loochie loochie
and yall don't understand i'm
just a simple man
doin' the best i can without no
loochie
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