Hey, the time is right, it's just around midnight 
I'm feeling bad, bad to the bone 
It's not too late, well I can't wait 
I've got delusions goin' out of control 

Preacher! Preacher! Is it a sin? 
Or is it just the state I'm in 
Don't need no doctor to tell me the news 
I got a case of those boosin' blues 

Goin' outta my head on a bottle or two 
Goin' outta my head, what else can I do? 
I'll hit the town and get on down 
Goin' outta my head, till I hit the ground 

It's kinda hard to criticize, when you feel like me 
I'm burning up deep inside, the booze has got a spell on me 

Oh, I'm goin' outta my head on a bottle 
or two 
Goin' outta my head, what else can I 
do? 
I'll hit the town and get on down 
Goin' outta my head, till I hit the ground 

I'm goin' outta my head on a bottle or 
two 
Goin' outta my head, what else can I 
do? 
I'll hit the town and get on down 
Goin' outta my head, till I hit the ground 

I'm bad to the bone - that's right!