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Well, I used to like to ramble with my good-time friends and neighbors Now I find I'd rather lie awake in bed And I don't get to acting mean when I keep my buzzes clean And keep the hard stuff and the whiskey from my head Well, I guess that's just the trouble when you're always seeing double And the lines are getting twice as hard to see I've had years I don't recall, but I'm told I had a ball At least someone did who looked a lot like me So I'm California sober as they say And lately I can't find no other way I can't stay out and party like I did back in the day So I'm California sober as they say Aw, pick it, Willie Well, I heard out in the hills, they got pills to get their thrills And they love their liquor down in New Orleans Maybe for a New York minute, sugarcane will fit the bill But in no time flat, you're out of what you need The old crew don't get together anymore these days much ever After some went straight and some went straight to jail Now they're busy posting vids and just trying to raise their kids Instead of raising holy hell and posting bail Well, I'm California sober as they say And lately, I can find no other way I can't stay out and party like I did back in the day So I'm California sober as they say I was California sober 'til I thought the world was over Now I'm sitting on the roadside once again When that wagon passes by, I don't even bat an eye Because the devil on my shoulder always wins When that ol' wagon passes by, I don't even bat an eye 'Cause the devil on my shoulder always wins
Writer(s): Aaron Allen, Jon Weisberger, William Apostol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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