Och så något lite gladare, komponerat på det internationellt gångbara engelska språket. Här kommer, varsågod...
Give me that beer, pour me that booze.
Give me all that, that screws my head loose.
Pour me a shot, make that GT stand tall,
and keep it all comin´, till I´ll surely fall.
Hook me up, burn my wits all away,
For I´m a lost soul, a sheep gone astray.
I´ll have no water in my whiskey, I can handle it straight,
Just deliver that bottle, for this fish´s found its bait.
I´ll swim a tub o´ tequila, and then drink it dry,
Just to hear that sweet sound, o´ my last breath when I die.
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