Well, they call me, 'The Life of the party'
They call her, 'The Belle of the Ball'
Well we start before anybody
And I promise we'll outlast them all
Well it started when I was there in Bandera high school
My mom and my dad they taught me so well, so well, so well
A bottle of wine on Thanksgiving
And a big blue valum when Grandma raised hell
So I had some champagne at a wedding
I believe that they called it Cold Duck
And the girl I'd been eyeing all evening
Well she took me round back and we sucked down the rest of that bottle
And things they really started to click
Well, we kissed on the boxes of liquor
And she reached down and grabbed her some Dickel and added some cola
And far be it from me should I pass
For I thought that if I drank another
I'd sure enough get me some Aspirin on the next morning
I'd tried not to make me a sound
'Cause that pretty girl for the night before
They was sleeping there beside me
Had somehow gained herself two-hundred
Pounding on my bedroom window
My Dad said, "Charlie, get your ass out of bed"
But she woke up from all the commotion
Insisting, she'd give me some headlines she'd read in the paper
I believe it had been yesterday
They said if we use moderation
That our mornings could all be this way, everybody
Well, they call me, 'The Life of the party'
They call her, 'The Belle of the Ball'
Well we start before anybody
And I promise we'll outlast them all
Muchas gracias