I’m sloshed over,
flung over the bounds of my glass.
I want, I want, I want,
but I ain’t in a giving mood.
I can see the problems there,
but I ain’t doin’ a thing about ‘em.
I’m sloshed over,
flung over the bounds of my glass.
I want, I want, I want,
but I ain’t in a giving mood.
I can see the problems there,
but I ain’t doin’ a thing about ‘em.