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Alcoholic
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Alcoholic was released on May 9, 1996 by Arista as a part of the album Chim Chim's Badass Revenge
May 9, 1996
LabelArista
LanguageEnglish
BPM110
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This one is for the alcoholics
All you AA meeting, motherfuckers
All you winos, junkies, you drunks
You alcoholics
[Verse 2]
Ooh, alcoholic
Ooh, real good liquor
Ooh, make you throw up
Ooh, make you clumsy
[Verse 3]
Listen now (Come on, now)
One, two three, four
[Verse 4]
Yeah
Ooh, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 5]
Well, my pop had a party at the house one night
On the last day of school and the food was alright
We had a speaker on the roof, a speaker on the hill
Oh, four turntables and a reel-to-reel
All the pretty women came, no ugly chicks
All the stars came up from the Ritz
The people ate the chicken and they drank up all the liquor
And they turned into a big screwdriver
[Verse 6]
Well, my uncle is a 'holic and he downed a pint of whisky
With an eight for a chaser, spit it on the bouncer
My brother kicked his ass
Lost a girlfriend with a big soul kitchen
Now he's layin' in the gutter like a Skid Row bum
Skid Row bum
Skid Row bum
Yeah, yeah
A Skid Row bum, a Skid Row bum
A Skid, Skid, Skid, Skid, Skid, Skid, Skid Row bum
A Skid Row bum, a Skid Row bum
Like a Skid Row bum
Skid Row bum stylin'
[Verse 7]
You with a bottle in your hand
Yeah, you motherfucker, I see you
Tryin' to wrap me up into your story
Ah, fuck it, drunk bastard
I think I'll just go across and get me a forty
[Verse 8]
Ooh, alcoholic
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Ooh, scotch and 800
Ooh, make you scratch the record
Come on and chill it
Ooh, burn the spaghetti
[Verse 9]
Let's rock
One, two three, four
[Verse 10]
Me come from a school on a (Monday)
I missed the radio reggae show
I felt like a rude boy
I coulda slammed me a poser
Well, my uncle called me a punk rocker in the doorway
And he dribbled on the table as he started to say
(You're not a rude boy, just a lazy boy)
You should make like a tree and leaf
(Get the fuck outta here)
Make like a library and book
Make like a roach and bug off
[Verse 11]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Make like a roach and bug off, he says
Ha, look at you
Look at you, just look at you
Like a Skid Row bum
Skid Row bum stylin'
[Verse 12]
Drinkin', drinkin'
Yeah
Just gotta keep drinkin'
Yeah
Just gotta keep, just gotta keep
Ooh, child
[Verse 13]
Ooh, alcoholic
Alcoholic, whoa
Alcoholic, whoa
Ooh, you can't drive
No, you can't drive, you can't drive
Ooh, to Raleigh Hills
Ooh, before you crash and go to jail
[Verse 14]
You're goin', you're goin' to the county
You're goin' down to county
Have you up up in a cell
[Verse 15]
Go to jail, go to jail, go to jail, go to jail
You're gonna go to jail (You're goin' to fuckin' jail)
Oh, oh no (You drunk son of a bitch)
Whoa, oh no (You motherfucker)
Whoa
Written by: A. Moore, J. Bigham, N. Fisher, P. Fisher, W. Kibby
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