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Well, I stopped to have a little drink
With a lady down the street
Never took the time to think
That if I drink a Sneaky Pete
I'd be crawling instead of balling
I mixed the cola wine with rye
Drank 'til time for me to go
Well, she didn't bat an eye
When she saw me on the floor
Just a-crawling, a-really crawling
I poured the beer and the gin
I drink the gin with the wine
It had me really charging like a jet T-99
I was feeling mighty fine
High as any Georgia pine
Rocking steady on my legs
The floor came up and bumped my head
Man, I was crawling, a-really crawling
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She was prancing all around
And I was on my hands and knees
Trying to get up off the ground
When she said with so much ease
"Man, you a-balling, a-really balling"
Just then her husband broke in
And threw me out in the street
I don't know what became of her
But I was really beat
I tried to drag it on
Sore and full of misery
All the Sneaky Pete was gone
And the folks could plainly see
I was crawling instead of balling
I was crawling (He was crawling)
Instead of balling (Instead of balling)
Yes, I was crawling (He was crawling)
Instead of balling (Instead of balling)
Oh, I was crawling (He was crawling)
Instead of balling (Instead of balling)
But let me tell you one thing
I ain't going there no more
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