Square bottle, square bottle
For too long you've known my name
Square bottle, square bottle
I have drank you just the same
Square bottle, square bottle
Make me do bad things at night
Square bottle, square bottle
What makes you give me the right
To be a son of a bitch
I need beat with a switch
Loosing all control of myself
With my drunkard's eye
Make my lady cry
I can't afford to die
in such good health
Lung choker, lung choker
For too long you've had my brain
Lung choker, lung choker
I have broke you up
and rolled you up
and smoked you up all just the same
Lung choker, lung choker
How do you make me believe?
Lung choker, lung choker
For someday I can leave
But I'm a son of a bitch
I need beat with a switch
Loosing all control of myself
With my drunkard's eye
Make my lady cry
I can't afford to die
in such good health
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