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A poor man I may be
But every man has his price
And for my mother
I ask but a glass of crazy tequilla
The price of my family
For a mere glass of crazy tequilla
I would part
With my mother
My mother, for but a glass of crazy tequilla
My mother, for a fiery drink
My mother, for but a glass of crazy tequilla
And no, I won't drink water
