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Gutter)love is my wine and i drink it by the cupi swallow my pride when I'm swallowing a gulpif it spills down the side, I don't go i
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I don't have my wine but I still have the stain
Love is my wine and you can drink it 'till you're drunkbut you ain't got shit if'n you ain't got funk
Like the peace to release by the souls of your feetand you sing a simple song to a simple beatpeople ask me why I scream so muchits just my old friend anger and we keep in touchbut i haven't lost my temper in the past few monthsbut i have to admit that it's been getting toughbut i respect people and the way that they dress
I understand a man has got to expressbut what's a gun to a fist? what the hell is this?!on this my philosophy goes like this:-chorus-do it again....tomorrow
Gibbedy gab Gab on the telephoneyou're never home- I get the answering machine'sdef-tone, so I recite a poembut my bill's so big I'm gonna need a loanbanker, banker, thank-you for the moneyin-state rate to communicate with my honeyshould be a crime to charge me so muchfor me and my baby to reach out and touch-chorus-
Half this time I've been half awake
I didn't mean to miss your birthday
But I'll bake you a birthday cake
I may not have table manners thatare expected from your mom and dadand didn't get around to coming my hairso I bought me a brand new hat.-chorus-
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