Like the story you told about
The bottle that broke your heart in half
No night I ever dreamed has had such a bitter taste
So many empty bottles
Oh, how about a bottle of gin?
Oh, how about a bottle of gin?

And the bottles of beer
That pour down my legs they hit my face,
And the bottle hits me
I must pay

My mind said go to the bottle
But your arms said do again
The morning came and I started feeling terrible
I saw everybody around me
I feel a bit jaded in this old mystery bottle
But we will figure this out

And the bottles of beer
That pour down my legs they hit my face,
And the bottle hits me
I must pay

Buy a bottle of champagne spray your hair again
With love for who you are not your ego at lEast

And the bottles of beer
That pour down my legs they hit my face,
And the bottle hits me
I must pay

And the bottles of beer
That pour down my legs they hit my face,
And the bottle hits me
I must pay

Песня записана автором-исполнителем GURYLEV