whisky friend

25 Dec 2012

·lisa

oh whiskey friend, wont you take me down that same old bend again, oh whiskey friend. ill meet you a the off licence and ill spend my money on you , ill take you home with me so i can have a drink of you, ill pour you into my crytal glass and have laugh with you , and then when it all over ill curl up feeling blue . tommorow ill swear i hate you cause its so easy to pretend but by evening i will call you my whiskey freind oh whiskey freind wont you take me down the same old bend again. oh whiskey friend.

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