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One night while crawling on Pike Street
Met a girl who thought me a swell
The things we had tasted
Had made us quite wasted
And walking a straight line to hell
She scooted in close to me sweetly
As I fed her another bad line
Oh, I didn't have to beg
With her hand on my leg
Well, she asked if that stiff DRINK was mine.
It's just my flask in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
Oh it's just my flask in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends
We ran from the pub in excitement
But I lost her in the crowd on the street
As loud as I was,
Singing like a drunk does
I fell prey to a cop on the beat
He told me he needed to frisk me
In his search for some illegal greens
No hint of panache
This thick-necked Mustache
Thought he grabbed a magnum in my jeans
It's just my flask in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
Oh it's just my flask in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends
Now, when this old life is over
And my flask and my liver are gone
I will sit at the gates
Subject to the fates
Who'll expect I'll admit all was wrong
Saint Peter will give me the stink-eye
When my funeral mourners all dance
He'll ask and he'll frown
Lookin' me up and down
What's sticking out of my ethereal pants
Oh! It's just my ____ in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
Oh, it's just my ____ in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends
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