Horatio Lee Jenkins - Drunker Than Satan

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I was at the bar last Saturday, you'll never guess who walked in
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It was the devil and he's the master of all unholy sin
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He said to me, "I challenge you to a duel"
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I said, "Devil, if you think you can out drink me, you're a fool!"

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So now I'm drunker than Satan

With all of his violence and hating
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You'd think he could out-drink a good old boy like me
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And now the prince of darkness is out there

Puking on the carpet
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And he ain't even through shot 19
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'Cause on his fourth glass of Cuervo
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He started puking up condemned souls
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And that was before we opened up the Jim Beam



He said he'd get my soul, if he were to win
I asked, "What do I get Devil, when you are forced to give in?"
He said to me, "If you out-drink me, I'll be surprised,
but if you do, you can name your own prize."


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It wasn't even midnight, when I found the prince of doom.
He was passed out on the floor, in the men's bathroom.
I told him, "It might be hard to get me my prize with your head so unclear,
the night is young, I know what I want: GET ME MORE BEER!"

Chorus