It's that time of year,

It's time to go abroad,

It's time to go on holiday,

And visit Betty Ford's.

Get some beers right down my neck,

I'm gonna get right out of my head,

I can't help it, I'm not pure

But Betty Ford's will have the cure.

Alcohol, at Betty Ford's

It's cost me loads of money,

Money I could have blown,

On buying loads of heroin,

And smashing up grainies homes

But now I've been to Betty Ford's

Nearlt all my life,

I'm coing to copy Ozzy,

And go and kill my wife.