"take off your shoes
hang up your wings
stack up the chairs
roll up the rug
savor the things
that sobriety brings
drainin' the last from a jug
but when I hit the bottle
there's no telling what I'll do
there's something deep inside me
wants to turn you black and blue
I can't resist you
I can't wait
To twist your loving arms
till you capitulate
beat me in the kitchen
and I'll beat you in the hall
there's nothing I love better
than a free for all
to take your pretty neck
and see which way it bends
but when it is all over
we will still be friends
wave a white flag
put away the pistol
too many people just can't get kissed
but if there's nothing I can do
to make amends, baby,
hope you don't murder me, gee baby,
hope you don't murder me"
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