Letras
I always got the drunk driving lecture too
Every weekend I get the drunk driving lecture
Probably 'cause I fell into a bonfire
'Cause my dad drank and drove all the time
Maybe it wasn't a lecture, you know
Maybe it was helpful tips from the master
Comes to drinking and driving, my dad's Obi Wan Kenobi
He busted me once for drinking and driving
Woke up 6 a.m., Saturday morning, about two months into my senior year
Just hungover, just hammered
I wake up to my father standing over me
You know, wearing a robe, holding a beer
"Hey!
I want you to get up and explain to me how come the car
Is parked at such an odd angle
On the porch
Across the street"
He then decided to pull my driver's license
For six months of my senior year
Yeah, nothing screams prom night more than
Helping that date down off the handlebars, huh?
Woo-hoo! Ching ching! Party!
Hold up guys, my tuxedo's caught in the chain
And I hated him for that
'Cause he always had beer in the car, man, since I was a kid
He had beer in the car for 30 years
My father had beer in the car, sometimes on tap
But then I found out that there is a God
And karma does work
Because Memorial Day a while back
My father had a starring role at a drunk-driving checkpoint
I saw it, I wasn't there
But our local TV news crew happened to be
It was Memorial Day, whole family's at the house
Everybody, aunts, uncles, we're all waiting
For my father to come home and start eating barbecue and chicken
Where the hell's dad? We're watching the four o'clock news
My father pulls in behind the reporter
Out on location live at the checkpoint
Here is my family, no one said
"Oh my god, we've got to help father!"
My little brother Dave gets up and goes
"Gimme a tape! Titus, gimme a tape!
Gimme a -, gimme a tape! Gimme a tape"
I have my dad getting busted on high-quality stereophonic VHS