Yer Mom
Yer Mom - Alcoholic Heaven songtekst
Je score:
Beverage dispensers everywhere serve magic pints of ice cold beerOn silver trays with buffalo wings so don't you worry about a god damn thing There ain't no god damn better place to go Then sip your drink at the punk rock show At barbecues we're hanging out It's paradise without a doubt In Alcoholic Heaven, Lots of Bros & Lots of Booze Alcoholic Heaven, With Slutty Girls & Salty Alcoholic Heaven, Because Everyday is a Friday Night Alcoholic Heaven, The Beer Here it Ain't Ever Light There's nowhere else I'd rather be Then with beer tap free cigarette machines D.U.I. s here just don't count My full time job is to blackout Alcoholic Heaven, Waking Up With a Stiff Cocktail Alcoholic Heaven, I Piss My Pants but No One Cares Alcoholic Heaven, No my Girlfriend She Don't Complain Alcoholic Heaven, With Pool Darts & Foosball Games My endless bar tab is always paid, Martini glasses custom made Hey don't you know that Coke is it, Cause Rum & Pepsi tastes like shit Man I play Foosball I don't spin, clean from the goalie two points I win