Lyrics
Ooh, ooh whee, look at me
Looking for some sympathy
It's the same old story
Of a man and his search for glory
And he found it, there underneath the bottle
Things are never good, things go from bad to weird
Hey give me another scotch with my beer
I'm sad to say I feel the same today as I always do
Give me a drink to relax me
Ooh, ooh whee, liquor set me free
I can't do no work, the shakes inside me
Ah shucks, I got the lousiest luck
I'm sick of this, underneath the bottle
Seven days make a week, on two of them I sleep
I can't remember what the heck I was doing
I got bruises on my leg from I can't remember when
I fell down some stairs
I was lyin' underneath the bottle
Ooh, ooh whee, son of a B
You get so down, you can't get any lower
So long world, you play too rough
And it's getting me all mixed up
I lost my pride and it's hidin'
There underneath the bottle
