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Well I'm bored, I'm floored, I'm shakin' in my drawers and I'm feeling like a little kid
When your highs, your lows - the powder on your nose looks worse than it ever did.

Sit back, relax - put some creases in your slacks.
Get off of the defensive 'cause I'm not on the attack
And let me entertain you if I can.

I pulled my pistols out at noon, stumbled into the saloon
Saying "What's the strongest thing that you got?"
Can't you see I'm far from fine?
I don't need no beer or wine.
I just took a bullet now I'm gonna take a shot
Of whiskey.

Gimme something for this heartache.
Leave that bottle to wash it down.
I'm two sips right from the sidewalk
But I won't easily go down.

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from This is rock., released June 21, 2008

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The Self-Proclaimed Rockstars Boston, Massachusetts

The Self-Proclaimed Rockstars were a radio-friendly rock trio that sang about "love and drinks" and had more fun than anyone else in any given room on any given night.

Johnny, Jarret and Mick released their first record June 21, 2008.
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