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I'm a member of the drunk tank Sometimes three days a week I'm a member of the drunk tank There's room reserved for me Happy hour is every hour seven days a week Drinking is my game and I do it sociably Every night the same old thing I get behind the wheel I'm gonna stop at every bar until I get my fill I'm a member of the drunk tank Sometimes three days a week I'm a member of the drunk tank There's room reserved for me Something's wrong I'm waking up Out on the concrete floor Hey, excuse me officer will you Show me out the door I'll pay a fine and promise never again And if I loose my job I'll be a drinking by profession I'll never drink again I'll never drink again Lose my license for a year is part of The consequences Then enroll in A.A. whitha my drinking friends It doesn't matter, it's ok There's no need for regrets Because I know in no time I'll be there again I'm a member of the drunk tank Sometimes three days a week I'm a member of the drunk tank There's room reserved for me I'm a member of the drunk tank Sometimes three days a week I'm a member of the drunk tank There's room reserved for me
Writer(s): Eddie Casillas, Frank Casillas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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