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Mar 2010
A swig from my glass melts my troubles away
Takes away the frustrations of today
What can I say, what can I say?
At least with liquid gold, it's a better day
My boss is a ****, that's what I say
This is a better route, at least for me, anyway
I don't have time to kneel and pray
When liquid gold is an arm's length away
My thirst is not for Ocean Spray
I'm not hungry so what's the use of buffet?
I'd much rather kick back and play
With my liquid gold, I could spend all day
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