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Never felt right
Never felt whole
Till I found a bottle
To parch my dusty soul

This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis

I came up in a stupid little
One-horse town
Booze is the friend
That never let me down

This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis

I’m anxious and ornery
Till I get a drink
Won’t quit until I wake up
In a pile of stink

This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis

by Richard W. Bray

Tags: Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, masochism

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