Hand me down another whiskey sour I'm a willing victim to it's spell And I just can't rebel I'm far too thirsty and too tired Hold me like you'd hold a broken soldier Who's forgotten the meaning of war Please don't' close that door I'm about as pure as a children's choir Chorus: Sunshine Can you spread your warmth over me Chase the clouds from the sky casually Make me feel like a child Once again Sunshine How does it feel lost in the sky Is it dizzy looking down from that high Well you know You've always got a friend One more drink and this day'll be over I can already feel the cold My jacket I sold For fifteen dollars worth of booze One more drink and I'll be off on some Rainbow Looking down at this world below I'm so high that I'm low But this is the only life I'd choose
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