I�ll have a beer every once in a while,
but it seems I have one every day.
I like a beer �cause it makes me smile
and gives me the courage to pray.
Y'see there are some things wearin� me down
and a beer gives me a little kick.
I�ll tell ya the whole story if ya stick around,
pull up a chair and sit for a bit.
Yeah I�ve been screwed and kicked about,
but let me tell ya, what can I say?
The story may seem sad, long and drawn out,
have a beer, won�t you please stay?
I�m ssslurrin� ma woids, bud no more pain,
it feels good to be ssstrrong an� wise,
did I tell ya ma sstorreee, I�m goin� insane,
it�s gettin� hawda to lif� ma own eyes.
I�ll have a beeah, I like �em tall an� cold.
Oops! Did you see me fall?
Don� juz sit dere an� let cho beeah get old
couldja hep me leen �gain dat wall?
Otay! I�m standin�,juz lissen tome,
an� ah�ll tell ya why I�ll have a beeah.
Ssstop movin�! don�t move! Juz lisssen ya see.
Shut up! Stop talkin� ya heeah?! |
