Weed & Whisky Women - Distilled Mix
Cigarette and liquor-stained abodes
Has for far too long been my home
Blondes brunettes and ravens and red-heads
Sweet companions of the living dead
In the gutter lane for oh so long
Singing the same sad sorry song
Must admit at times it was fun
Living on the lam and life on the run
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
Nancy Ruth Sweet Jane and Tess
Dare recall their names hazard to guess
That's fine I don't think they knew mine
Blinded by the stars and moonshine
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
If I seem a tad tattered torn and frayed
Feel free to stare I don't mind OK
Style's taken years to develop
Done it all myself with little help
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
Roll it and have a sip
Kick back and take a nip
Light it and on the rocks
Lay low knock off your socks
Whiskey and weedy lass
Stroke me and kick my ass
Liquor tobacco girl
Light up my tiny world
Has for far too long been my home
Blondes brunettes and ravens and red-heads
Sweet companions of the living dead
In the gutter lane for oh so long
Singing the same sad sorry song
Must admit at times it was fun
Living on the lam and life on the run
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
Nancy Ruth Sweet Jane and Tess
Dare recall their names hazard to guess
That's fine I don't think they knew mine
Blinded by the stars and moonshine
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
If I seem a tad tattered torn and frayed
Feel free to stare I don't mind OK
Style's taken years to develop
Done it all myself with little help
'Cause I'm giving up on weed and whiskey women
They give me nothing but the blues
I try to kick this losing streak I'm winning
Then I say and hey man oh what's the use
Roll it and have a sip
Kick back and take a nip
Light it and on the rocks
Lay low knock off your socks
Whiskey and weedy lass
Stroke me and kick my ass
Liquor tobacco girl
Light up my tiny world
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Osmond
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