I drank a whole twelve-pack
After work last night
I had a to-do list but
I just belched
So I sat down on the sofa
And watched old re-runs of "Cheers"
So lazy after all those beers
Burp!,So lazy after all those beers

I'm not the kind of drunk
Who gets a whole lot done
I seem to nod off
When the chores don't pay
And I know it's not my T.V.
That shows two Greg Kinnears
He's hazy after all these beers
Urrrp, It's hazy after all those beers

Four more this morning
Tapped out, moaning
Groaning that nothing's done
I cannot stand up
Here I lie
Where is the maid?

Now I sit in this hell-hole
Then I hit the bars
I will have liver damage
One wine day
And I will soon be evicted
By the woman that I fear
No, Weezy!
"Get Beezy!"
So queasy after all these beers