Every time I do it,
I wonder why I didn't
And every time I don't,
I wonder why I didn't
It's the drugs, yo, and the alcohol
that got me feeling this way
It's the drugs, yo, and the alcohol,
so what more can I say?
Friday night and I just got paid
Coffee, a pair of dickies,
and a shirt with a spade
Then it's off to the house to catch a shower
I got some friends coming over
in about an hour
I'm thinking tonight
I'm just gonna keep it cool
Maybe the local bar
for a couple games of pool
But that's what you get for thinking,
cause you know what happens
when you start drinking
One turns to two, two turns to three,
then the rest is now history
How I made it home,
man, that's still a mystery
But I know tomorrow
I'll be living the morning of misery
Misery
Every time I do it, I wonder why I did it
And every time I don't,
I wonder why I didn't
It's the drugs y 'all, and the alcohol,
that got me feeling this way
It's the drugs y and the alcohol,
so what more can I say?
Yo it's Saturday around noon,
I'm waking up face down
in the bathroom
Clothes still on from the night before,
puke on my shirt in the bathroom floor
All of a sudden I'm on my knees,
in front of the toilet starting to dry
I threw myself off and crawled into bed
It feels like somebody's hittin' the
hammer on my head
After an hour I fall back to sleep
Woke up about seven, got somethin' to eat
I start to feel better about ten
So it's back to the
motherfuckin' bar again
Every time I do it, I wonder why I did it
And every time I don't,
I wonder why I didn't
It's the drugs y 'all, and the alcohol,
that got me feeling this way
It's the drugs y and the alcohol,
so what more can I say
I don't know why I do what I do,
man the things I put myself through
But I like it, yeah I like it
Sunday morning in my front yard,
can't figure out where I parked my car
My cell phone nowhere to be found
Empty beer cans and Dale
taco bags on the ground
I check my wallet and it's empty
Man I always do this,
what the fuck is wrong with me?
I swear I never drink again, I swear
Who am I kidding?
Every time I do it,
I wonder why I did it
And every time I don't,
I wonder why I didn't
It's the drug jail, and the alcohol
That got me feeling this way
It's the drug jail, and the alcohol
So what more can I say?
It's the drug jail, and the alcohol
That got me feeling this way
It's the drug jail, and the alcohol
So what more can I say?
Man, I need another motherfucking beer
My pocket, double vodka and tonic