He deserves some time for himself
Gets himself a bottle of HEY
Gets it from the bottom shelf
He sits in the back of a trailer
Drinking with a fella named Bob
Drinks away the pain in his life
Gonna fly himself to the moon
Chorus (Drink):
Back in the days he used to drink real hard
As hard as a mule, as hard as an ox
Back in the day he used to drink real hard
Now he's surfing of the coast of San Diego
Working hard through the day
He deserves some time for himself
Going to bet on a running horse
Or try to match the rolling dice
Lost himself in a gambling den
Lost the shirt off his back
A roughy comes in a 16 to 1
Now he's got a shirt and a tie
Chorus (Gamble)
He finds time now and again
Straying from his regular nest
He'll visit a brothel or two
Just to find himself a little rest
Now he drives on through the night
Wears the mask of a man in flight
He's lead to the edge of the world
Where he stares across the ocean blue
Chorus (Live)
– Words and Music by Dave Clarke
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