Stop have a beer it’s on me has
anyone ever told you that you
Look like a hollywood star
Oh you’ve heard it said many times
Before right here at this bar
I’m lame
So I drink cause it makes me
Happier than being alone. My
good friend MR. Johnie walked red
Keeps my insides warm like a cunt
Seems like evrybody’s got
Something I have not, a reason
not to die so I say death to
Mr. Right cause that will never
be me yeah yeah yeah
