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Well I fell into prison
At about a quarter to three
Where I found in my cell
A glass waitin' for me
So I filled what was empty
And I pulled up a stool
But the stood in the corner
The ol' devil wouldn't move
He said you drink when you're lonely
No I drink when I want
He said you'll never be sober
Sure why would I want that?
I only drink to be merry
But unfortunately
I'm in the wrong prison cell with the wrong company
