Hard times in the city I get over, I get under Don't it make you feel dizzy all the anger I don't mean to be jealous But my eyes have seen you with fellas I find it hard to be part of the city When it's so unjust It makes me feel like I wanna die
That's why I don't drink alone (I never drink alone) I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can't get enough) She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone) And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)
Bricked up in the city And the buildings are laughing Pay check burning my pocket Going to buy a gold chain and a locket Makes me feel like I'm gonna lie
That's why I don't drink alone (I never drink alone) I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can't get enough) She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone) And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)
She sings when it's over When it's over she sings She doesn't worry as I walk out the door Cos tomorrow I'll bring Two small chocolates and a bottle of wine A very nice time
All my pennies my farthings For my mortgage that I'm under At her place all the sorrows of the world Can wait ‘til tomorrow She makes me feel like it's all alright
That's why I don't drink alone (I never drink alone) I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can't get enough) She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone) And then she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)
I don't drink alone (I never drink alone) I got a big fine mamma at home (I just can't get enough) She calls me her chicken bone (My midnight tone) And when she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)
Like a stone (I just can't get enough) Like a stone (I just can't get enough) Like a stone
Compositores: Christopher Seefried (Bull Frog), Luke Pritchard, Brandon Friesen, Peter Denton (The Kooks) ECAD: Obra #39115738