"Battle With The Bottle" lyrics

"Battle With The Bottle"
(originally by Joe Avants Jr & John Koonse)

You think you're gonna tempt me once again
But here's one fight with you I'm gonna win
So many years we two have lived in sin
But tonight I swear I won't touch you again

It's the battle with the bottle again tonight
I know I'm in for a heck of a fight
I'm hiding my drinkin' glass out of sight
Another battle with the bottle again tonight

Now as I run my fingers through my hair
My thirsty eyes can see you sittin' there
Do you really think you're gonna win the race?
And tempt me into havin' just one taste

It's the battle with the bottle again tonight
I know I'm in for a heck of a fight
I'm hiding my drinkin' glass out of sight
Another battle with the bottle again tonight

I feel my tremblin' hands reach for your top
One turn left is far too much to stop
Just one teeny tiny sip for me
I guess I might as well have two or three

I lost the battle with the bottle again tonight
I finally got my elbow bent just right
I know I'm going to wind up high as a kite
I lost the battle with the bottle again tonight

Another battle with the bottle again tonight


Writer(s): Joe Avants Jr, John Koonse
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