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Martin Mull
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Loser's Samba
This morning I awoke, I was feeling depressed
I lit up a smoke before I got dressed.
And then something broke in my chest.
I'd fix it, but I don't know how.
Wow, how did I get so strung out?
There was a time I was young and hung out
Never was a party that you didn't
find Marty on Friday night, Saturday night
And now my stomach measures a mile
It takes a bottle just to make me smile
And my friends are saying Jesus Christ, he's such a bore
He don't take dope or even talk about the war
Just take a little drink, another little drink
And then I have me just another drink more.
And when I wake up in the morning good god my kidneys are sore.
'Cause the bag I'm in is just a package from a package store.
Oh wow, how did I get so messed up?
It seems like yesterday I was young and dressed up,
Minute that I woke up, I'd go and do some coke up
I was feeling high, what a guy.
And now I watch my color t.v.
Let Johnny Carson make a fool of me
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And my friends ain't been around in a year or more.
They're out somewhere together making posters for the war.
And so I sit at home and drink, another little drink
And then I have me just a couple hit more.
And when I wake up in the morning, good god something always is sore.
'Cause the bag I'm in is just a package from a package store.
Oh wow, how did I get so bent out
It seems like yesterday I was young and went out.
Making all my money being high and being funny
I was on a trip
Like Mr. Superhip.
And now that easy money's all spent,
I got a crummy job to pay the rent.
And the thing that broke inside me, it ain't goin' away
I got to call the boss and say I won't be in today.
I'm gonna sit at home and drink,
Another little drink, if I drink enough I'll feel okay.
Once more, I'm gonna wake up in the morning feeling sore, oh so sore.
'Cause the bag I'm in is just a package from the package store.
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