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chinaski

it was too late
for me
mr. chinaski
i would of love to preach
the refusal to work
and drink all day
into the night

smoked our organs dry
and talk about women
beautiful women
oh mr chinaski
it was too late for me
i discovered you
at a wrong time in my life
your adventures
surround shelves
all across the country

you are gone but your work
still lives on and still going
strong in my heart
i spread you around as
much as i can

you were a sick man
you fucked more women
than a politician fucking america
mr chinaski!
you would wake up and use
booze as mouthwash
and smokes as toothbrushes
and still were able to
get women

but other than that,
you were a beautiful man
i miss you
and i never met you,
and if i did
like allan would say:
"my head would explode"
Written by Albylynch
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