Nina Persson, Carina Round - Fight Song (God’s Pocket) lyrics

Last night I had a fight with a bottle
A bottle full of whiskey Bourbon
I started a fight with a bottle
And if you think I look bad
You should see him

Dad was a down, dirty fighter
He taught us to last in a two
I may be your lovely young flower
But, I can't call the dirt out of you

Yeah, I was banging nails with a hammer
The day I found that blood was really red
Yeah, I was banging nails with a hammer
It turned back that the hammer was my head

Mom was a cold-blooded lover
She taught us to lessen the three
I may be your lovely young flower
But she won't take the piss out of me

Yeah, Dad was a down, dirty fighter
He taught us to last in a two
I may be your lovely young flower
But, I can't call the dirt out of you

Last night I had a fight with a bottle
A bottle full of whiskey Bourbon
I started a fight with a bottle
And if you think I look bad
You should see him

And if you think I look bad
You should see him
And if you think I look bad
You should see him
And if you think I look bad
You should see him