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♠ lyrics for "They Call Me Hank":

Woke up drunk in a bathtub of sin
Wrote a haiku on a napkin with a lipstick grin
Lit a ‘garillo with a bourbon flame
Declared to the mirror, “I’m back in the game!”

Wine on my collar and whiskey in my soul
A half-finished sonnet in a cereal bowl
A dame on my lap with a look that could kill
She asked for a poem, I gave her a thrill

They call me Hank when I’m feeling mean
Or Chuck when I wax all deep and serene
But when I strut through the neon smoke
Tip your hat, I ain’t no joke

I’m King Bukowski, back from the grave
With a pen in my fist and a thirst I won’t shave
Chain-smokin’ verse with a grin full of sin
Ridin’ that barstool like a throne again
Raise up your glass, let the wild times begin
King Bukowski rides again

My muse wears stilettos and leaves by noon
She hums my poems like a broken tune
Doesn’t love me, but she sure loves the ride
Says my metaphors hit with Southern-fried pride

Scribble my truth on diner receipts
While drowning regrets to outlaw beats
Some call it madness, some call it style
I call it livin’ like a bastard with a smile

I’m King Bukowski, back from the grave
With a pen in my fist and a thirst I won’t shave
Chain-smokin’ verse with a grin full of sin
Ridin’ that barstool like a throne again
Raise up your glass, let the wild times begin
King Bukowski rides again

Not a prophet, not a saint
Just a poet of lust with permanent paint
And if God’s takin’ roll in the drunken hall of fame
He better spell my name right all the same

I’m King Bukowski, back from the grave
With a pen in my fist and a thirst I won’t shave
Chain-smokin’ verse with a grin full of sin
Ridin’ that barstool like a throne again
Raise up your glass, let the wild times begin
King Bukowski rides again

Catch me staggerin’ into rhyme
Always huntin’ for another good time
If the typewriter’s tappin’ and the bottle spins
That’s your cue, darlin’,let the chaos begin
King Bukowski rides again

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