Forty-Three

I need my bottle
My lucky number
I want a little
Go into slumber

I want to drink some of it now
Even though I'm not allowed
I love it more than just the taste
You know I'll drink myself to waste

I long for pure gold
Twenty-four carats
It never gets old
And I won't share it

I want to drink some of it now
Even though I'm not allowed
I love it more than just the taste
You know I'll drink myself to waste

I need my bottle
My lucky number
I want a little
Go into slumber

I want to drink some of it now
Even though I'm not allowed
I love it more than just the taste
You know I'll drink myself to waste
Myself to waste



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Klarenbeek
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