teeth like yours
I can't help lovin' you
homage to drink
my head and feet are swollen
the American landscape
how it was
all that has passed through these little hands
Nahant (instrumental)
quit while you're ahead
Lord don't look at me
layout of the apartment
(YES I AM A) DRUNKEN WHORE
oh mother please forgive me
brief love is true love
coda

you've done it once again, as I have not said
torn my heart to shreds, left me drunken in my bed
waiting for you, waiting for you
no I'm not civilized, I've got no sense of timing
I speak when I ought to be silent,
and speech is an insult to quiet
and yes I am a drunken whore,
crawling back for more, for more
waiting for you, waiting for you
and yes I am a liar since I have been sober
on the wagon, my dear, it is harder to hear,
and wine loosens the tongue
so I'll tell you what I really think
as soon as I finish this drink, this drink
what is her name? fierce and untamed
while I traffic in lies, a master of disguise
and yes I am a drunken whore,
but I can't take much more, much more
waiting for you, waiting for you
to be finished and through with that no-good
stinking whore
and come back for more, for more
and come back for more

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