I gotta get out of here
I gotta get a beer.
You all can stay back
While I get laid back.
I'm going to shoot the bull
And drink till I'm full.
You know I’m going to get drunk
And dance with a skunk.
You know I’d get laid alright
But I'll be passed out all night.
You know I would take a chance
And drive to a dance,
But someone would tell
And I'd wake up in a jail cell.
So I guess I'll stay right here
And dream of that beer.