You are a loyal friend and without any frills
You take me to the grog house you introduce me
To the beautiful ladies I lose focus the romance
With my wife is all but over our marriage teethers
on the rocks of a divorce you've infected me with
A real bad smell we sleep in separate beds and it's
All thanks to you my loyal friend you care for me
You are a trusted buddy I rarely spend time at home
The nineteenth hole is my home from home I spend
Quality time in the watering hole and when I go home
My children spit in my face because you arouse my lust
My daughter is not safe in my drunken presence and
My son has to beat me to a pulp and I go down on my
Knees and when I'm sprawled like that on the sofa baby
That's when I earn my beautiful children's disrespect
Creditors have taken the furniture in the house
It was a real mess of a public joke I hid in the speakeasy
And you opened your glass jaws and you gave me the best
Of your long and lingering kisses and made me feel like I
Was in heaven I even managed to forget that I had nothing
In the bank until the taverners wife and her well mannered
Children started to howl at me and told me what a dog I was
You have betrayed me and deserted me
Today I am hobo the law has sent me packing out of the house
I am a plaything of the ghetto stout house wives point out
To me and tell their intrepid husbands to stay away from
The beer joints and the honky tonks on pain of their becoming
Figures of public scorn like me and they glare balefully at me
And they slam their doors in my face I hope you comprehend
BrokenHeartPheko Motaung
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