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Well I lost my job and my dog ran off And my truck's broke down in the yard My girlfriend's got her own girlfriend I caught 'em makin' out at the barn And my single wide's got a double wide leak Yeah it's been a hell of a week I think I'll pour myself a big ol' bottle of whiskey 'Til I don't care how rough a shape I'm in Right now Jim Beam is the only thing gonna fix me And I'm gonna drink 'til I swear that I'm never gonna drink again Well the crops went dry and the fish won't bite Been a minute since I caught me a break I'm overdrawn and I can't get a load Need some J-A money in the ba-a-ank I think I'll pour myself a big ol' bottle of whiskey 'Til I don't care how rough a shape I'm in Right now Jim Beam is the only thing gonna fix me And I'm gonna drink 'til I swear that I'm never gonna drink again I'm talkin' Cooter Brown I'm talkin' three sheets Talkin' can't walk, talkin' can't speak I be struggle bus strugglin', Gatorade chuggin' SongtexteBCs by the bed for my poundin' head 'Til then I'm gonna pour myself a big ol' bottle of whiskey 'Til I don't care how rough a shape I'm in Right now Jim Beam is the only thing gonna fix me And I'm gonna drink 'til I swear that I'm never gonna drink again Hell, I'm gonna drink 'til I swear that I'm never gonna drink again Aus Songtexte Mania