Ugly Americans: City Of Sin |
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Album:Ugly Americans
Title:City Of Sin
Too many strangers in my bed
Too many demons running around my head
Too many nights in this town
Too many memories trying to drag me down
Take down to the city of sin
Cause I can't stand the shape I鈥檓 in
The lord above won't save my soul
Mister would you pour one more
Take me down to where the rainbows end
Take me down to the city of sin
Too many years wasted my time
Too many tears falling down the line
Too many broken hearts laying in my wake
Too many lonely nights for one man to take
Take down to the city of sin
Cause I can't stand the shape I鈥檓 in
The lord above won't save my soul
Mister would you pour one more
Take me down to where the rainbows end
Take me down to the city of sin
Too many reasons why I shouldn't stay
Too many reason why I can't stay away
Too many broken dreams lay out in the cold
Too many tales that have yet to be told
Take down to the city of sin
Cause I can't stand the shape I鈥檓 in
The lord above won't save my soul
Mister would you pour one more
This whiskey glass is my only friend
Take me down to the city of sin
Clammy Jammies
Music and lyrics by bob Schneider
I woke up this morning
With my jammies kinda clammy
Saturday鈥檚 a whammy on a Sunday morn
Oh god I鈥檒l do my best
And I hope I pass this test
Because I won鈥檛 be drinking anymore
There鈥檒l be no more drinking in the city
Where the girls look mighty pretty
Especially 鈥榬ound three or four
No more waking up with strangers
No more late night drunken dangers
Cause I won鈥檛 be drinking anymore
I woke up this morning
With my jammies kinda clammy
Saturday鈥檚 a whammy on a Sunday morn
Oh god I鈥檒l do my best
And I hope I pass this test
Because I won鈥檛 be drinking anymore
No more drinking in the city
Where the cops show you no pity
And they鈥檒l beat you till you till you鈥檙e good and sore
No more puking in the kitchen
No more late night wife a bitchin鈥?BR>
Cause I won鈥檛 be drinking anymore
I woke up this morning
With my jammies kinda clammy
Saturday鈥檚 a whammy on a Sunday morn
Oh god I鈥檒l do my best
And I doubt I鈥檒l drink much less
But I won鈥檛 be drinking anymore
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