.I built a big pile of peanut shells on the sawdust floor>
I winked at every pretty girl comin' in and out the door>
Yellin', âHey bartender, how 'bout two more?â
Bottle by bottle I'm clearinâ off that shelf
And I feel so good that I'm not quite myself
Now, they're tellin.
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