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No more whiskey,
No more women,
No more ice cream.
Everything I love,
They're all bad for me.
I've got to give one up,
So what's it gonna be?
The doctor says I'm getting too much
Of everything I love.

Now whiskey makes me reckless,
And ice cream makes me fat,
Women make me cry,
"Baby, please come back."
I soothe my aching ego
With Rocky Road and Jack.
Sugar, sex and alcohol,
Look out, heart attack--
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All things in moderation,
A philosopher once said.
Philosophers are boring,
And most of them are dead.
They never had a double scoop,
Or a lamp shade on their head.
They never had a woman
Drag 'em back to bed.
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I'm gonna miss my binges,
My heart cringes
When I hear my doctor say--

No more whiskey,
No more women,
No more ice cream.
Everything I love,
They're all part of me.
I just can't give 'em up,
I need a new MD,
A doc who says I don't get enough
Of everything I love,
Oh, everything I love.