(instrumental opening)

Now, look, at you all
here on Beacon Street, drinking
while at the bar Sammy keeps.
I look at those stools
only Frasier is thinking
while at the bar Sammy keeps.

I don't know how
that drink you're liking
it's not just like, it's love.
I don't know how
each beer Sam's striking
a "Screaming Viking," too!

Now, I've had six beers
and the room, yes, it's turning
while at the bar Sammy keeps.
From drinking's mistake
I am surely not learning
whlie at the bar Sammy keeps.

(instrumental break)

I don't know how
you can stand Clavin.
No one is savin' you.
I don't know how
Carla's depravin'.
Norm is outpacin' you.

Now, look, at you all
here on Beacon Street, drinking
while at the bar Sammy keeps.

Now, look at you all...

while at the bar Sammy kee... ee... eeeeeeeeps!

(instrumental fadeout)

Oh, Coach, Coach, Coach, Coach...