Twinkle Twinkle
Twinkle twinkle little star
guides me home from the bar,
I'm to drunk to drive my car
and being drunk the walk not far.
I would of got a cab
but I stopped for a kebab,
I'm fat and I've got flab
I need alcoholic rehab.
But in a minute I'll reach my flat,
and I'll have fell when I tried to sat,
I lost my coat and I've lost my hat,
and I swear I just saw Postman Pat.
Twinkle Twinkle little star
guiding me from the bar,
I don't know where I parked my car,
and I don't know why I'm wearing a bra.
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