Oh, bartender, do me this favor, would you please
I've been rendered unkind by that baby of mine
And she don't want no more of me
Get off your ham and eggs
And I'm a do-good daddy who cleans his plate
But in the mirror behind you
The image of me disguised in drink
Is a little too much to take
I lay down on the railroad track
I heard the whistle blow and eased my body back
And then I sat down in the mud
All my willpower's gone
All my willpower's gone
If I could keep mum, it would make you think me wise
While you're drying that glass and telling that cash
I know you're taking sides
Everybody knows and even now I see
That all of my little vices
Have got their grip on me
I lay down on the railroad track
I heard the whistle blow and eased my body back
And then I sat down in the mud
All my willpower's gone
All my willpower's gone
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