Well, staggered into yesterday
Bourbon in my hand
Feelin fancy clancy, feelin like a man
I aint afraid to cry cos you know I aint no punk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk
Feelin kinda clever, lookin kinda cool
No matter what the weather
You know I aint no fool cos I aint afraid to cry
Cos you know I aint no punk
I found it in the locker, its gotta be a pint of vodka
I see it on the table, its gotta be a Black Label
I smell it on my skin, its gotta be a pint of gin
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk
Oh, drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk
Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank
Drank, drunk