Hello whiskey my old friend
I've come to drink with you again
Beneath the neon of a MILLER sign
Said "Bartender, hit me one more time"
As my vision, is blurring and my eyes cross, dinner's tossed
Comes the sound, of vaaaaaaahhhhhhhhholence

Toss that tequila shooter down
As the room spins round and round
Really shouldn't have had one more
Third time tonight I tripped and met the floor
And though that shot, of tequila sure tasted good, I understood
Here comes the sound, of vaaaaaaahhhhhhhhholence

And in the toilet stall next door
I heard another stomach roar
Someone else just upchucks in the sink
Even flies were dyin' from the stink
And Buuuuuuuuiiick, was everbody's car of choice, often voiced
Within the sounds, of vaaaaaaahhhhhhholence

Puke, did I, you do not know
Just how far that vomit goes
Hope this hurl, it will not reach you
That this stench, it will not drench you
But my hurl, like violent A-bombs swelled
And splattered , as it fell, with vaaaaaahhhhhholence

And to the toilet bowl I prayed
I won't throw up again today
But my gut gurgled it's warning
Of the missle that it was forming
And the bile and the chunks of the vomit are scattered on the bathroom walls
Is that last call?
And resumed the sound.....of vaaaaahhhhhhholence