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Woke up in the gutter licking your wounds With some raggedy memory of some prostitute Who hit you squarely ‘tween bleary eyes You had it coming to you it can not be denied By rights you should really have come to more harm Your falling and sprawling down the old Reeperbahn Your phone and your dignity you left behind Safe to say you had yourself one hell of a time No answer to be got from a bottle No salvation gonna come from the rum You say you couldn’t agree more but tonight we will roar There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk A late night bar we did finally find They took one look at you and said we don’t want your kind And your acrobatics did not go down well At least you leave this city with a story to tell No answer to be got from a bottle No salvation gonna come from the rum You say you couldn’t agree more But tonight we will roar There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk SongtexteEnd of the tour and we got one last night To drink to our travels and St Pauli dry Like sailors before with their last night on shore We’ll drink till we drop and then drink us some more (PROST!) There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk There’s nothing to be done but get Hamburg drunk Aus Songtexte Mania