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Itâs sweeter than I drink easily
I donât even like the taste of my bourbon beard
But Iâd rather feel sleazy than desperate and crazed
My bourbon beard
Holds my head up for a while
Helps me feel like Iâm not shot
They say that weâre just a couple of drunks whose pants are way too tight
My bourbon beard
Itâs hard to admit the truth
So I creep into the night
My bourbon beard
Iâve got a reason to smile
Stay with me for a little while
Nothing but money in my jeans
Iâm still sorta young and Iâm free and white
My bourbon beard
The kids, well, Iâm still one of them
Itâs working out all right
My bourbon beard
Donât count it against me
At least I made it this far
I came in through the front door
Iâm open to you now
Iâm willing to advance
Oh I think theyâre coming to get me
Yeah I think Iâm going insane
Isnât everybody strange?