I come here every night I drink till I get tight I don't wonder why
I brought it on myself I didn't need your help It comes as no surprise
There's something about a beer In this here atmosphere It's the perfect place To go when you lose face To sit and drink and cry
Now there's people all around They don't see me drownin' in my misery
No they never notice me like they never see All these memories
There's something about a beer In this here atmosphere It's the perfect place To go when you lose face To sit and drink and cry
Compositor: Kenneth Dale Watson (BMI)Editor: Dale Watson Music (BMI)Administração: Bourgoise-music Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #16906363 em 20/Mai/2024