Well I drank 'til I stumbled
And I drank 'til I
Lets leave town on a permanent vacation
Lock up the house
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with
His old man was a rebel yeller, bad boy to
She hit the door 6:55
Sack full of groceries split down
All he could think about was
I'm too young for this
Got
You know sometimes me and my lady
Have these crazy fights