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DRINK WITH ME

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

I’m starting to see double and I just fell off my stool

I’m slurring all my words and I’m covered in my own drool

I threw up on my girlfriend and we got into a fight

Man, oh man, what a fargin’ great night!

Well I wake up the next morning and my brain is full of pain

And I swear to God I will never drink again

But six o’clock rolls around, there’s nothing on TV

So I call up all my buddies and they come drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Have a drink to your health

Then go throw up on yourself

Well after six or seven pints I figured I was hosed

So I had another five until the bar was closed

I staggered back to my place and I cracked another crate

When I woke up at sunset I was wearing what I ate

I threw up in the bathroom it’s amazing what I saw

Peas and corn and bicycle parts and meat that still looked raw

I stumbled to the kitchen and I had myself a beer

Alcolhol, alcohol, you are a friend so dear!

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink for England drink for France

Drink until you pee your pants

Woke up at 6pm I needed liquor and a friend

So I grabbed a couple bottles and a pig out of its pen

We drank a bottle of tequila playing stupid drinking games

Then wandered out into the snow and tried to pee our names

We staggered to the bar and we ordered up a pint

The waiter said he couldn’t he said “We don’t serve swine”

The pig he punched the waiter grabbed the drinks and oinked at him

“That’s no way to talk to my new best friend!”

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

99 Bottles of beer on the wall

Me and the pig will drink them all

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Drink with me, drink with me

Don’t blow all your bucks on ale

‘Cause we’ve got compact discs for sale

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