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Lace And Whiskey
I find myself runnin' in circles,
lost and half insane.
And I need a cure sometimes
to knock out the pain.
So I yell out for some kind of angel
to come down and rescue me.
Be as soft as you can;
put a drink in my hand.
I'm as scared as I ever could be.
Give me lace and whiskey:
mama's own remedy,
double indemnity;
fills me with ecstasy.
Lace and whiskey.
Lots of things I really want, yeah.
Lots of things I really need.
There's an animal soul inside
that I got to feed.
A hot mama, feminine body
always gets a rise from me.
She's so soft in my hands;
I give her all she can stand.
Make a full fledged man out of me.
Give me lace and whiskey:
mama's own remedy,
double indemnity;
fills me with ecstasy.
Lace and whiskey.
Lace and whiskey.
I ain't hard-assed,
so, babe, don't make me mean.
I want a hot place
to grow and show you things.
Give me lace and whiskey:
mama's own remedy,
double indemnity;
fills me with ecstasy.
Lace and whiskey.
End up a broken old hobo
with red and yellow eyes,
swearin' and drunk and dyin'
no one's surprise.
That's a long, long way today, babe,
as far as I can see.
So shake off your shoes;
go and get me my booze.
Lay your love and your laces on me.
Give me lace and whiskey:
mama's own remedy,
double indemnity;
fills me with ecstasy.
Lace and whiskey.
Lace and whiskey.
Lace and whiskey.
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