Nhạc sĩ: Butch Hancock
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Well, I tried my best to be at rest When the moon and the wind both died
You locked me in with your best friend Though your window was open and wide
I escaped in time to see your man Truckin' in a bar again
He was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of gin
I said I'd see you at half past nine You said you'd see me at ten
But you lied to me, honey, I lied to you And we both lied to your man
I couldn't believe
my eyes when I saw him Truckin' in a bar again
He was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of gin
That big funky wine Nieces had
Same thing with those cars
And the town its on all sides
Workin' hard to keep the bramble
Ah yeah, viard, all your friends
Sure, that's a good place, but the fudget
Still wants to see his friend
Charles, now I'm gonna raise the bar
You and the fudget, the fudget, Won wood!
Well, I headed for the door, you hit the floor
Then your man hit me in my head
I hit the windows and I hit the walls
And then it hit me, I must be dead
I was thinkin' slow, I was thinkin' low
Saw him truckin' out again
He was finally lucid, singin' a Susie
Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was finally lucid, singin' a Susie
Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was finally lucid, singin' a Susie
Suckin' a big bottle of gin
He was finally lucid, singin' a Susie
Suckin' a big bottle of gin