too many towns, so many years
billions of parties and all the whisky
please forgive me if i tend to forget
but i can't remember your name

ah your face, think i remember
didn't i meet you last December?
in a tinkin' squat, or a parking lot
aye it's good to see you again

i just might remember your name
but after knocking back 10,000 shots
all you punks look the same

ah your face, think i remember
didn't i meet you last December?
in a tinkin' squat, or a parking lot
perhaps we met but maybe not