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Tuesday, January 24, 2012
She will make my whiskey right
That whiskey was not right
So I soaked myself in sprite
But what I wanted so much
Was sit down on her couch
Now I sit down on the couch
Whose comfort is not much
I am drinking no more sprite
She’ll make my whiskey right
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