I think you're already hammered, I think you're gonna blow chunks
I think that you reached your limit, you think I'm dumb, I think you're drunk
I think you're already stumbling, looks like you'll pass out on the floor
I thought this bar had it's last call, now the bouncer, showed us the door
I think that you're looped, I think you can't drive
I think you'll get yelled at by your wife
I think that I'm saying "I think' too much
I know that you're drunk, and you'll have a hangover

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If you're bombed, maybe you shouldn't drive home
There's a hell of a lot of cops around, and you can barely walk
If you're bombed, maybe you need to cab home (cab home)
There's a whole lot booze inside you, and you really need to chuck

I bet it's hard to stay sober, I bet the room always spins
I bet you see pink elephants, I bet this is where, the fun begins
I think you're tanked, you look like you're fried
I think you're feeling, queasy inside
I think you should know, that you drink too much
I can't compete with all that chug-a-lugging

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I think you turn mean, you think you can fly
You think you're funny, I don't know why
I think I'm tired, of your drunken exploits
I know that you're sloshed, maybe I should be too

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