| We were always drunken roustabouts
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| Had our ups, downs, and near throwdowns
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| You were the center of attention
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| That mayor of party town
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| But that ended forever more
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| When your Les Paul crashed the Troubadour floor
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| You started a wayward teen
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| Joined every late night drinking team
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| The life of every party, first to show the last to go
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| How that reputation grew, until everybody knew
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| As the years they move along
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| And all your chaos carries on
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| Remember down in Florida we had to bail you out
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| Maybe now’s the time to choose
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| Between serenity or booze
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| «Hey, give the guy a break, he wasn’t that bad
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| It isn’t make or break, so give him his bottle back. | 
| "
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| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| I swear by almighty God
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| That I’m never drinking again
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| I’m gonna get back my girlfriend
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| I’m gonna get back my job
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| I’m never drinking again
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
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| Tobe’s got a drinking problem |