Eighty proof, a hundred proofnUndiluted by the truthnHow much proof do you need to believe?nnThat your crutch has left you cripplednAs you nurse the poison nipplenHave a double seeing triples pour it neatnnDo you take a drink or does the drink take you?nIt used to be funny, it used to be coolnnI love the ugly side of the citynI love the way it stinksnI love the worst of everythingnAnd I love to watch you drinknnBlack or white, rich or poornLook the same on the floornBut it’s you that I step over mostnIt’s the burn that makes me shivernSee you waving from the rivernWhile you’re drowning in sorrows that floatnnWhen you take a drink where does it take you? nnI love the ugly side of the citynI love the way it stinksnI love the worst of everythingnAnd I love to watch you drinknnLast call, last callnYou hear them screaming down the hallnLast fall, fast crawlnFrom underneath the stallnI’d take you keys away but you’ve gotten broken legsnSo ride a vulture, I won’t get in your waynnI love the ugly side of the citynI love the way it stinksnI love the worst of everythingnAnd I love to watch you drink