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