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Hard times in the city
I get over, I get under
Don't it make you feel dizzy?
All the anger
I don't mean to be jealous
But my eyes have seen you with fellas
I find it hard to be part of the city when it's so unjust
It makes me feel like I wanna die, that's why

I don't drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I can't get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And the she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)

Bricked up in the city and the buildings are laughing
Pay check burning my pocket
Going to buy a gold chain and a locket
Makes me feel like I'm gonna lie, that's why

I don't drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I can't get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And the she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)

She sings when it's over
When it's over she sings
She doesn't worry as I walk out the door
'Cause tomorrow I'll bring
Two small chocolates and a bottle of wine
A very nice time
All my pennies, my farthings for my mortgage that I'm under
At her place all the sorrows of the world can wait 'til tomorrow
She makes me feel like it's alright, that's why

I don't drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I can't get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And the she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)

I don't drink alone (I never drink alone)
I got a big fine mamma at home (I can't get enough)
She calls me chicken bone (My midnight tone)
And the she rolls me like a stone (I just can't get enough)
Like a stone
Like a stone (I just can't get enough)
Like a stone
Like a stone (I just can't get enough)
Like a stone

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Solutions Corp
Writer(s): Brandon Friesen, Christopher Seefried, Luke Pritchard