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Getting drunk and talking shit 

On Saturday he comes to town  
And puts some pints of whiskey down 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
All night long till he gets hit  

A mixed-up mess of drink and smell
Living in your private hell 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Spewing lies and gobs of spit  

Thoughts revealed in wine are true 
Uncovering the real you 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Such an asshole when you’re lit  

Folks who piss away their lives
Belching lies as sharp as knives 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Losers don’t know when to quit  

by Richard W. Bray

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