Woke up drunk again this morning
blood on my sleeve and
puke chunks in my hair

I don´t care
and neither does this girl beside me
what was her name
I know her from somewhere

Just look at my hair in the mirror
it´s turning gray
give me another bartender
what else can I say

I don´t remember last night
I know it´s sometimes better forget
they say that I´m scraping the bottom
least I know I haven´t been there yet
won´t care until it´s too late
it´s early, but I´m doing what I can
tonight I´m gonna get drunk
I´m making my stand, a genuine whisky man

Just look at my hair in the mirror
it´s turning gray
give me another bartender
what else can I say

[Instrumental]

Came in late to work again
another hangover rumored as the flu

They don´t have a clue
They know that such a fine young man
would never hang around
the places that I do

Just look at my hair in the mirror
it´s turning gray
give me another bartender
what else can I say

I don´t remember last night
I know it´s sometimes better forget
they say that I´m scraping the bottom
least I know I haven´t been there yet
won´t care until it´s too late
it´s early, but I´m doing what I can
tonight I´m gonna get drunk