I loathe last New Year's Eve
I loathe last New Year's Eve

When I woke up drunk in a woesome plight
As the year had just begun
I opened up my eyes and saw
A dull forewarning
A note that's now an irk
'Twas my New Year's master plan
Bad habits gonna meet the garbage can

I doubt I'll make good

All that I want is another bonbon
I'll quit tomorrow, beer
All that I want is another pizza
All that I want is another chocolate
I'll quit tomorrow, nuts
All that I want is another cheese curl

All that I want
All that I want

So all my food's now trite and it all taste shite
I could use booze on the rocks
Not lentil soup that looks like spew, back from the sewer
And all my face grows ashen
As I'm eating beans, not pie
Beware of resolutions from such nights

I doubt I'll make good

All that I want is another candy
I'll quit tomorrow, coke
All that I want is another hot dog
All that I want is another pudding
I'll quit tomorrow, glaze
All that I want is another nacho

All that I want is another ice cream
I'll quit tomorrow, suds
All that I want is a plate of bacon
All that I want is another mud cake
I'll quit tomorrow, treats
All that I want is a bowl of popcorn

All that I want
All that I want