El Compa Chuy el tercer jalon

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I wouldn't want to be so drunk anymore
but I really like it,
because it feels real all the time
when I push myself for the third push
Having drinks the sorrows go away
and sadness and love comes,
I can continue emptying bottles
to please my heart
And in every hangover I feel death
which already takes me to the pantheon
br/>but from time to time I laugh at seeing it
when the third push pushes me
In the cantinas I give my life
and on the sidewalks I slip
oh how narrow they are You see the streets
that even look like an alley
While I'm going the other way
I'll pass through this drunk
come bottles don't abandon me
it won't last long
and in every hangover I feel death
which already takes me to the pantheon
but from time to time I laugh at seeing it
when I push myself for the third push

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