I often drink until I hit the floor
God bless my favorite all night liquor store
Of course, I'll sober up when I'm asleep
So, I may then start counting drunken sheep
To boldly swig a shot to meet the day
'cause without that drink
I cannot run and hide
It helps to shoo away my feet of clay
When those massive wind storms hit
and them other worlds collide
Do you now know why
I need to take a drink
I just can't seem to stand
nor understand the evening news
I hide my dearest friends under my sink
Mr. Johnny Walker Red
and his kissin' cousin
Lady Label Blue
To sober up could only make me sick
So, bartender pour me one more drink
and make it quick.
If I could only rob a liquor store
then I could drink and drink
me a li'l more
If everyone only drank like us
to drink and drive could never be illegal
Wouldn't park our cars
run and have to catch a bus
We'd fly so high
just like a Golden Eagle
I often dream until I hit the floor
God bless my favorite all night dreamin' store
So, have a drink
and a dream
it's on me
Buddy Bee.
Buddy Bee Anthony
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Re-edited 12/23/2023 @ 2:47 PM Pacific Standard Time