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I am drinking again. Oooh, oh.

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I'm on my seventh cold glass of gin oooh, oh.

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Life is a tribute to you, and so is dying.

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Drinking in this way, to die is what I'm trying.

These lyrics are probably wrong, but they usually are on these things.

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I also try to keep my load light, in case an angel loves me

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And lifts me up with angel hooks to somewhere high above me.