Old Guys

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Where’d it start? Late July up north.
All your friends around a fire outside,
and you 3 sheets to some foreign wind,
watching over her, and hating him, alone …

Why does every drink have to taste
like the last 7 shots?
Why does every sigh that you waste
on that girl have to bring me down?
Well here’s how it is:
You and I, we’ve bottomed out
when we get into the sauce
like a couple of old guys.

There you go half way ‘round the world.
It seems to me you’ve got a lot to learn.
I’d tell it all if I could see your face,
but it sure gets dark in this Old Stable late at night.