spill your drink on her dress 

you see her face she's not impressed 

and i think and i guess 

that you've had a few to many 

go to the bathroom only to find 

the door is locked and it's occupied 

you spill your guts all over the place 



i think you've had one to many 

i think i've had one too few 

i think you'll find 

that the room is spinning 

and i think i'll have a laugh on you 



your distorted vision and your sweaty palms 

isn't helping you keep calm 

records are spinning they don't seem to quit 

your girlfriend is screaming she's having a fit 

broken a window fell off your chair 

the gum you were chewin' is now in your hair 

you run to the back to get some fresh air 

thinking to yourself life ain't fair 



an empty bottle on the floor 

your passed out cold buy you want some more 

you try to speak but your mouth is numb 

too much drinking is what you're done