Bubbly Wobbly Juice

Why the hell do I do it
Can no longer take the pace
Too much of the bubbly wobbly juice
I'm falling flat on my face
Out with the wife and best friends
It started out so fine
Then I turned into a wanker
The floor was gonna be mine
Too much bubbly wobbly juice
The legs are sure to go
The slurring words and bullshit
From the pissed up mouth they flow
Embarrassment and regret, the next morning to endure
The knowing look from the gorgeous wife
As she reminds me of that floor
One day I know I’ll grow up
But alas, I know not yet
I still want a little mischief
Not ready to be teachers pet

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