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The number of the times
So when we get the sign
From God, I?ll be the first to call them

I?m taking back the number of the beast
'Cause six is not a pretty number
Eight or three are definitely better
A is for the address on the letter

To my alcoholic friends

I?m trying hard
Not to be ashamed
Not to know the name
Of who is waking up beside me

Or the date
The season or the city
But at least the ceilings very pretty
And if you are holding it against me

I?ll be on my best behavior
Taking shots for mother nature
Once my fist is in the cupboard
Love is never falling over

(One, two, three, four)
Should I choose a noble occupation?
If I did, I?d only show up late
And sick, and they would stare at me with hatred
Plus my only natural talent?s wasted

On my alcoholic friends
My alcoholic friends
The party never ends
My alcoholic friends