Drink Drank Drunk

Well, staggered into yesterday, Bourbon in my hand

Feelin' fancy Clancy, feelin' like a man

I ain't afraid to cry 'cause you know I ain't no punk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank

(Drank, drunk)

Feelin' kinda clever, lookin' kinda cool

No matter what the weather, you know I ain't no fool

'Cause I ain't afraid to cry, 'cause you know I ain't no punk

I found it in the locker, it's gotta be a pint of vodka

I see it on the table, it's gotta be a Black Label

I smell it on my skin, it's gotta be a pint of gin

Oh, drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank

(Drank, drunk)

Oh, drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank, drunk

Drink, drank, drunk, drink, drank

(Drank, drunk)