What a Way to Die

Well, I love you baby I'm telling you right here But please don't make me decide, baby Between you and a bottle of beer And baby, come on over Well, come on over to my side (come on baby, to my side) Well, I may not live past twenty-one but woo What a way to die Your lovin' fluctuates, baby And everybody knows But the temperature always stays the same On an ice cold bottle of Stroh's So baby, come on over Ah, come on over to my side (come on over, honey) Well, I may not live past twenty-one but woo What a way to die When I start my drinking My baby throws a fit So I just blitz him outta my mind With seventeen bottles of Schlitz And baby, come on over Ah, come on over to my side (come on over) Well, I may not live past twenty-one but woo What a way to die You've got the kind of body That makes me come alive But I'd rather have my hands around A bottle of Colt 45 And, baby come on over Well, come on over to my side (are you comin' or not, baby?) Well I may not live past twenty-one but woo What a way to die

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