( B D G E ) 2x

      B
For a minute there
  D
I thought i had writer's block
    G
And i'd be taking my jewelry
   E
To the pawn shop

I was so distressed

My life was a mess

I needed a new rap

Baby doll was in the nest

Max was being oh so quiet

There was tension in the house

You couldn't hide it

I was sittin' there

Thinkin' of a caper

But no new rhymes

Appeared on the paper

I was gettin' real edgy

And then the devil said "yo dee dee"

Why don't you have a little drink

It might help you to think

It might make a new rap

Come into to your head

Baby doll wouldn't know

She's still in bed


B              D G E
2 much 2 drink
2 much 2 drink

Well i am very fond
Of irish baileys cream
Maybe things
Ain't so bad as they seem

What's to fear
Just one little beer
A heineken
Would be fun

And without thinking
I just started drinking
Singles and doubles
Forgetting my troubles

I was having such a good time
And everything started to rhyme
I couldn't stand up
I had two left feet

I felt real rubbery
So i took a seat
I was pretty drunk

And i could hardly think
I guess i've had
Too much to drink

2 much 2 drink
2 much 2 drink

I know i am in trouble
And i am miserable
The birds are singin'
And i feel like hell

I better get up
And brush my teeth
And make myself
Something to eat

And leave those bottles
Up on the shelf
And become
My own self

No more liquor
I ain't gonna blow it
From now on

I'll be the sober poet
No more whiskey
No more gin
'cause one ain't enough

And neither is ten
No more whiskey no more gin
Ya just get in trouble
When you're havin'

2 much 2 drink
2 much 2 drink