Bottles of Misery

When just a glass will not do
I'll bring a bottle of it just for you
I'm drowning in my misery here
Just a glass of it will never do

Won't you please bring a case of it just for me
I'm always drowning in my misery

And I fear I'm making jokes out of myself

And I fear I'm making jokes out of myself

And I'd like to throttle all here
Cause with friends like these, oh,
How does that saying go, dear?

When just a glass will not do
I'll bring a bottle of it just for you
I'm drowning in my misery here
I fear I'm making jokes out of myself again

I'd like to throttle all here
Cause with friends like these, oh,
How does that saying go, dear?
Oh my dear



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Bucci
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