I've only had a few shooters
And a few pints
Pour me a drink
So I can get wasted

Ok! Riddle
Who is so soaked, that if you light your lighter next to him
The guy catches fire right away?
I drink it like milk, and I'm not talking about a bottle of Actimel
Wasted, I defy the laws of gravity like David Belle
My face is swollen, I don't have a steak
Luckily I have my eye drops
Pool! Eye shot!
I drink until my throat rots
I can't walk anymore, I'm cracking up
I could blow in a pregnant woman's nose to make her abort
I count on my fingers how many cigarettes I have left (hm, four and a half)
Then I tumble into the bar and mess everything up
"Jerk, go, you rag! Ha, thanks!"
I feel like I'm starting to get smashed
Ooh I'm going to end up ripped like the scratch on your Schott jacket
Bartender, pour me a few more shots
Chills!
Soon I see this pasture where bison grass grows
I grab a pair of breasts
I find an excuse, missed
I collapse and take the position of the drunk fetus

Do you have money?
I think the Greek place is still open, we could go there
"No, eating is cheating!"
Come on, I need to soak up, does anyone know a Mac Drive?
"No, eating is cheating!"
Otherwise we go to the grocery store, we get a baguette
We cut it in half, we put tuna and
"No, eating is cheating!"
Don't you just have two euros so I can go to the Little Casino?
"You don't even have the right to put down your cup to go pee"

I can drink water and pee whiskey
My body a distillery
I swallow enough liquid to drown in an empty pool
I manage to keep the alcohol and spit out the apple juice
I vomit Bacardi, I do like the State, I expel rum
Alcoholic anonymous, I don't remember my name
I do all the bars in the street, I do parallel bars
Under pastis, I'm in Zone 51, I crash
I drink more yellows than the Marines in Vietnam
I have a kevlar throat, the force with which I degrade
It's art, so bring the nectar
I'm going to drink, anything, beet alcohol
Teq' paf, by the meter, by the kilometer, by the hectare, disaster!
In a state of ecstasy, time travel, vodka, jetlag
What do you mean, there's no alcohol at the kebab?
I make a pack disappear faster than a little obese kid's snack
I'm not talking about writing verses when I say I finish too many sixteens

"Eh, there's a lot of people at your place, compared to your fridge
"No, eating is cheating!"
Do you think the Chinese still deliver at this hour
Or are they drunk too?
"No, eating is cheating!"
Hey, wouldn't you make some carbonara pasta, with ham
Croutons, swordfish
"No, eating is cheating!"
There's a can of ravioli left, we put it in the microwave and
"You don't even have the right to put down your cup to go pee"
Otherwise we eat it raw huh, it's Lustucru too

I'm not talking about her age if I say I wake up with a mature woman
With my hangover, if I shaved it would make sawdust
You want to know what I'm running on?
Apple vodka, Poliakov
Until I look like Grichka Bogdanov
"Can I serve you a drop of Soho?"
Huh? It's for virgin dolls
Serve me alcohol cut with bull's balls
I'm tipping over to the other side, fuck Obiwan
I have a headache that would give a headache to a Doliprane

It's my approach technique
I'm just a dirty bag
Don't drive after kissing me
Sadomasochist, how I hurt myself
I see two paintings, I order half the bar before hearing the bell
A mix in each pocket, a flash in each sock
I've missed a lot of things in my life but not a breathalyzer test (never!)
Yeah I go from shy to pathetic, pretty quickly
Enough sugar in me to exterminate all diabetics

I only had a few shooters
And a few pints
So pour me a glass
So I can get smashed
La, la la, la la
La la, la la
La, la la, la la
La la, la la

Hey, there's a little booze left if you want
Oh guys, oh fuck, Greenje, it's Greenje!
Greenje, his mother, fuck, oh I knew
You're the same from the back, you look like yourself from the back, Greenje
Gringe, it's Gringe
Guys what are you doing, what are you doing
What are you doing tonight, what are you doing?
I have a party fuck, I have a party, you come with me guys!
What are you guys doing?
We're going to bed, we're going home (what are you doing, what are you doing?)
We were at a party but, we enjoyed it (stop guys)
(I just ran into you fuck, don't go home!)
It's cool but we're a bit tired you know
Ah fuck!

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