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I been more than slightly drunk the last six months If that ain't bad enough, I'm still fucked up They say the eyes are the first to go And the last to know If they make it through the snow Gonna leave a note And it doesn't seem quite right Singing songs for Jesus Christ So if your ship don't right itself Start singing them for someone else And hanging up your love on the shelf Start wishing we were a few years younger And start thinking things we shouldn't think about each other It takes a month to write a song Sometimes longer Three days until you're gone I guess that's summer And it never seemed quite right Singing songs for Jesus Christ So if your ship don't right itself Start singing them for someone else And hanging up your love on a shelf And hanging up your love on a shelf Aus Songtexte Mania