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Text: Disco Biscuits. Barfly.

Well, I've been kicked and beaten,
It don't bother me no more.
Don't offer me no pillows,
When I'm just fine here on the floor

I've so many wounds
That I hope they'll never mend
But I can raise my glass up
For a beer with all my friends

'Cause I'm the Barfly, I like to drink, that's what I do

All these women in the world...
Why did I leave mine when times were so rough
All these women in the world...
Why did I leave mine when times were so rough
But when you left me baby, you left me needing more than enough

(Alternate Second Verse:
There's a curly girl from Jersey
she's sittin' on my right
Showin me her cleavage
Which she so sweetly wraps up tight
I snatch another whiskey
Just to improve the view
don't listen to the truth I'm tellin her, none of its directed at you,
'Cause I'm the Barfly, I like to drink, that's what I do)

Well the ocean's my home
I'm living on the liferaft alone

Well the ocean's my home
I'm living on the liferaft alone

Now they call me flat stir crazy
But I'm just sittin here at the bar flat on my throne

Well I've been kicked and beaten
It don't bother me no more.
Don't offer me no pillows,
When I'm just fine here on the floor

I've so many wounds
That I hope they'll never mend
But I can raise my glass up
For a beer with all my friends

'Cause I'm the Barfly, I like to drink, that's what I do