Lyric Got To Give It Up

I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didn t get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sitting in a sleazy bar

He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
Bottle drinking alcohol

I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldn t seem to get the words out right
Right quite right

Tell my sister I m sinking slow
Now and again I powder my nose
In the end I lost my bottle
It smashed in a casbah

I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
That stuff

I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
That stuff
I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
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I ve been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldn t get enough
But I m waking up and it s wearing off
Junk don t take you far

Tell my Mama I m coming home
In my youth I m getting older
And I think it s lost control
Mama I m coming home

I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
That stuff
I ve got to give it up I ve got to give it up
That stuff