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A couple beers and all my fears drift away
So do all the things I was gonna do today
Playing with the kids and fixing window screens
But it's three o'clock and the playoffs are on TV
My legs are weak and my six pack's now a keg
My wife would have left long ago if I didn't beg
My body's failing and my mind's not too clear
Could this have anything to do with...beer?
Why does this liquid make me so damn lazy
One kills my thirst but creates an endless craving
I've been trying all year to be a better man
Maybe when the next one's in my hand
They say I have a drinking problem, but that ain't true
I can down a six-pack in a minute or two
The problem is too much of a good thing
I could say no, but that ain't happening
I know It's bad for the liver and worse for my brain
But I keep doing it over and over again
When the grim reaper calls and my time is here
They'll no doubt list the cause of death as ..beer
Why does this liquid make me so damn lazy
One kills my thirst but creates an endless craving
I've been trying all year to be a better man
Maybe when the next one's in my hand
Why does this liquid make me so damn lazy
One kills my thirst but creates an endless craving
I've been trying all year to be a better man
Maybe when the next one's in my hand