Don't know who sings it but here it goes.......
Bartender, I really did it this time,
broke my parole to have a good time.
When I came home it was 6 am,
the door was locked so I kicked it in.
She was high on some pills,
I think she was trippin on the bills.
She threw my shit out into the yard,
she called me a bum and slapped me real hard.
And in my drunken stuppor I did what I should've never done.
Thats why I'm sitting here,
talking to you,
Drunk and on the run.
She got me sitting at a bar on the inside
waiting for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailor park,
so I jacked the keys to her fuckin car
and crashed that piece of shit
and then stepped away.
Theres more but I ain't typing it all.;) :D
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