38 Special

Well I’m drinking by myself, while everybody else
singing songs down in the park, brown paper bagging it after dark
but it’s plastic bag for me, carrying my groceries, a few cans of champagne
chose the high life, for the rain, and the door man calls my name
good ole joe sure knows my game, though he says it’s the youth to blame
I can’t say I feel the same, see i’ve been nursing number one
and too soon beer two is done, and then its three four five six, they’re all empty again
there’s still half the flask, I always forget I have
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
there’s still half the flask, I always forget I have
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
looking back through, another empty glass, to the past when I was, so small
peeking over the counter, that was too tall, stealing my first sip, of alcohol
this could be my last slug, end it all
there’s still half the flask, I always forget I have
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
there’s still half the flask, I always forget I have
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver
if the dead haunt the places, that bodies are found, chamber me, one last round to see
if my luck will keep, if my luck will keep, oh yes strangle me
one last round you see, if my luck will keep, this gun company
i’m drinking by myself, while everybody else
is passed out in the the park, or going home in police cars
they sing ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la la dah ooh la la la
ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la
ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la
ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la ooh la dah ooh la la la
ooh la dah ooh la la la.