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Текст: Toby Keith. Greatest Hits, Vol. 1. You Ain't Much Fun.

Hmm mmm, baby I still love you, [Incomprehensible] gotta start
You just ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
I still love you baby
Let's hear some drinking music now

I used to come home late and not a minute too soon
Barkin' like a dog, howlin' at the moon
You'd be mad as an ol' wet hen
Up all night wonderin' where I had been?
I'd fall down and say come help me honey
You laughed out loud, I guess you thought it was funny

I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
You ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'

Yeah I'm paintin' the house and I'm mendin' the fence
Gone out and lost all my good sense
An' too much of work is hard for your health
I could've died drinkin', now I'm killing myself
I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash
Honey do this, honey do that

I sobered up, I got to thinkin'
Ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
That's what I think about it mama, let's play

Hey I'm fixin' the sink, mowin' your grass
Made a big list and I'm bustin' my wheel
All broken down, tail's just draggin'
It's a tough ol' life up here on a wagon
Now I'm feedin' the dog, an' sackin' the trash
Honey do this, honey do that

I sobered up, I got thinkin'
Ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
Let's honky tonkin' mother's boys
What you got?

Yeah all night long
Well I'm fixin' the sink, mowin' your grass
Made a big list and I'm bustin' my wheel
All broken down, tail's just draggin'
It's a tough ol' life up here on a wagon
I'm feedin' that dog, sackin' your trash
Honey do this, an' honey do that

I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
Ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'

I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
Ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
And that's all baby doll

Well I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
That you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
I said I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
You ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
I sobered up, and I got to thinkin'
You ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'