Addicted to Suds

I caught a whiff
Of your breath
It stank worse
Than Megadeth
Down at the pub
You had a few
Imported beers
And local brews

The Michelob
The Beck's Lite
You say you're sober
Oh, yeah, right
How many cars
Have you crashed
You dine on beer nuts
And wake up smashed, wo-oh

I'm your designated driver tonight, oh well
Wo-oh, you're incoherent and your
Clothes are a sight
You know you're gonna have to face it
You're addicted to suds

You cruise the bars
Till break of day
You're barfin' up
In alleyways
I don't know how
You keep a job
Your boss must be
A drunken slob

A 40-ounce
Inside your coat
There it goes
Right down your throat
That giant keg
Right next to you
Forget the pouring
Just use a tube, wo-oh

You've got a problem that's not easy to solve, woh yeah
We-ell, it'll take more discipline and
Less alcohol
You know you're gonna have to face it
You're addicted to suds

Might as well face it you're addicted to suds
Might as well face it you're addicted to suds
Might as well face it you're addicted to suds
Might as well face it you're addicted to suds

Might as well face it you're addicted to suds

(Guitar solo)

So this is it
The crucial phase
It's in the phone book
Under A.A.
We're goin' now
No turnin' back
Steps One through Twelve
Are what you lack, wo-oh

I must admit I've been to meetings myself, woh yeah
Wee-ee-ee, this Playgirl magazine ain't
Good for my health
You know I'm gonna have to face it I'm addicted to studs

Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs
Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs
Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs
Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs
Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs
Might as well face it I'm addicted to studs