Из альбома: High Mileage
I woke up the other night
Lying on the floor
Right beside someone
I’ve never seen before
She said, my name’s Juliet
Romeo you aren’t
That’s another good reason not to drink
That’s another good reason not to drink
When I’m sober I’m almost a saint
If I keep going on like this
I’ll end up like old Hank
That’s another good reason not to drink
I can’t go see my best friend
And he said stay away
Just because of what I said
On his wedding day
He have to call a Sherman
Because she looks just like a tank
That’s another good reason not to drink
I’m going to sue to city
About that policeman
Last night as I left the bar
He stepped right on my hand
He said, are you drunk or blind?
I said, let me think
That’s another good reason not to drink
That’s another good reason not to drink
When I’m sober I’m almost a saint
If I keep going on like this
I’ll end up like old Hank
That’s another good reason
Baby, let me in I’m freezing
Another good reason not to drink