Sometimes, it's true. You just can't win.
But at least there is good music on the jukebox & strong booze at the bar to keep ya going in the meantime. Belly up baby, it's time for some Fastball and a Cadillac Margarita, on the rocks, no salt. Don't screw around w/ some little dinky glass either, I ain't playing some kind of reindeer girlie game. Pour me a drink. Oh, and make it a double!! Pronto.
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Lyrics | 'Til I Get It Right lyrics
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