For a minute there I thought i had writer's block And i'd be taking my jewelry To the pawn shop I was so distressed My life was a mess I needed a new rap Baby doll was in the nest Max was being oh so quiet There was tension in the house You couldn't hide it I was sittin' there Thinkin' of a caper But no new rhymes Appeared on the paper I was gettin' real edgy And then the devil said "yo dee dee" Why don't you have a little drink It might help you to think It might make a new rap Come into to your head Baby doll wouldn't know She's still in bed
2 much 2 drink 2 much 2 drink
Well i am very fond Of irish baileys cream Maybe things Ain't so bad as they seem What's to fear Just one little beer A heineken Would be fun
And without thinking I just started drinking Singles and doubles Forgetting my troubles I was having such a good time And everything started to rhyme I couldn't stand up I had two left feet I felt real rubbery So i took a seat I was pretty drunk And i could hardly think I guess i've had Too much to drink
2 much 2 drink 2 much 2 drink
I know i am in trouble And i am miserable The birds are singin' And i feel like hell I better get up And brush my teeth And make myself Something to eat And leave those bottles Up on the shelf And become My own self No more liquor I ain't gonna blow it From now on I'll be the sober poet No more whiskey No more gin 'cause one ain't enough And neither is ten No more whiskey no more gin Ya just get in trouble When you're havin'