To Your Health
Make mine a pain in the neck
Here's to you, you old wreck
And mine is a thorn in the side
Drink up, so we can both finally die
And I'll have a bright yellow boat
With nothing to row
With nothing to row
So make mine an ore out of luck
Here's to you, you miserable fuck
And why did she finally leave?
'Cause all you think of is me
'Cause all you think of is me
To your health
Make mine a pain in the neck
Here's to you, you old wreck
Here's to you, you old wreck
And mine is a thorn in the side
Drink up, so we can both finally die
And I'll have a bright yellow boat
With nothing to row
With nothing to row
So make mine an ore out of luck
Here's to you, you miserable fuck
And why did she finally leave?
'Cause all you think of is me
'Cause all you think of is me
To your health
Make mine a pain in the neck
Here's to you, you old wreck
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Writer(s): Keaton Henson
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