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So you’ve been on the telly
Excusing your drinking binge
From one alcoholic to another
I hope this doesn’t sound like a whinge.
But it’s not ok to relapse
To binge drink & say everything’s fine
Just because it’s behind your closed doors
Where you guzzle back the wine.
Somehow you’ve got to pull yourself together
Who are you trying to fool?
Those drinking binges will kill you
I hope that doesn’t sound cruel.
You can’t go round making excuses
Claiming a bit of this or that is ok
Until you accept you must stop totally
You’ll be found lying dead one day.
And it’s going to be sooner rather than later
If you carry on the way you are
Alcoholism makes no allowances
For the fact you’re a former football star.
I think despite their mock concern
The ‘red tops’ want you to do a Georgie Best
Reams of tales of crocodile tears
Even before you’re laid to rest.
I hope you overcome your demons
But that’s got to come from within
So please stop making excuses
And dump all your bottles in the bin.
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