Here I sit in a surreal mist
Feeling a bit more than pissed
Why is that you rightly ask?
Cause I’m drunk and on my ass
What drove me to it you might wonder
To give me cause for such a blunder
One whiskey down but I like two
And maybe just a beer or few
Then my sober loyal friend
Pushed me down I did offend
When his wife who looked so sweet
Rejected my offered treat
He hit my face then my gut
Now I’m down and in a rut.
How was I supposed to know
Her little panties were not for show
Then I went and called her cute
His bad remarks were quite astute.
He took me home and I took a shower
That’s why I’m here at this hour
I swear I’ll never drink again
That damn bottle’s not my friend
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