Once I get started you know that I can't quit
I'll commit 'til I'm sick and I'm 86'd
Don't know if I'll survive the night, but I'll take the risk
Lose count of the amount when a drink touches my lips
Can't stay on my feet
Can barely see, c'est la vie
Bruised and sore, on the floor
I'm done for, I'll take one more
I'm a machine, my breath smells like gasoline
What do you mean I'm making a scene? This is my routine
I'll drink, you pour
Until I'm face to face with the floor