1)
Spending the evening
Down at the tavern
Lured by the karaoke machine
Pretty bar patrons
Sing like Tina Turner
Same old familiar after-work scene
Pretty soon you'll see, if a buzz you can arrange
Bought five pitchers of beer, and none of them remain!

You've been drinking too much beer, oh
Guess you'll have to take a cab home
Awful hangover tomorrow
Is it the foam?

2)
Wake in the morning
Your head is achin'
Brain cells and alcohol went head-to-head
Memory's flashin'
Knew this was coming
All your muscles are feeling like lead
The whole day you sleep, though you can't escape the pain
Drinking all of that beer, you must have been insane

You were drinking too much beer, oh
And you threw up on the way home
Now you're hung over in sorrow
Was it the foam?

Is that brightness hurting your eyes
Would you rather be dead
Holding down that pillow so tight
Cringing there in the bed
Tell the cat stop stomping!

(reprise)

Say you've given up on beer, oh
Weekend nights, you're gonna stay home
No more aspirin to borrow,
No more foam!

But the "Cheers" gang says :

Go on have another beer, oh
You can always get a ride home
You'll be feeling fine tomorrow
Chug the foam...