Sitting here, wasted and wounded at this old piano
Trying hard to capture the moment this morning, I don't know
'Cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head
And some blonde gave me nightmares I think that she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead
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