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I've got callous feet
you fear the wine
believe me in the morning
I've done worse things at night
the colorful language
feels like my oriental wh*re
I've been having her for years
and the words were like bulls**t
when wine was cheap
and it ran like ink
til I found she was an angel
so I sent her away
If I can match her disrespect
she'll come back someday
I done read about these ladies
they are so hard to find
in the meantime I'm off yer wine