Me Say Headache
Heeeaaaad-ache! Me say heeaaad-ache!
Too much fun and I can’t find home
Too much fun and I can’t find home
1 beer, 2 beer, 3 beer, 4!
Day light come and I’m sleeping on the floor
Day light come and I’m sleeping on the floor
Heeeaaaad-ache! Me say heeaaad-ache!
Too much fun and I can’t find home
Too much fun and I can’t find home
1 beer, 2 beer, 3 beer, 4!
Day light come and I’m sleeping on the floor
Day light come and I’m sleeping on the floor
Lacy things, The wife is missing. Didn’t ask, Her permission. I’m wearing her clothes, Silk pantyhose, Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.
In the store, There’s a teddy, Little Straps, Like spaghetti, They hold me so tight, Like handcuffs at night, Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.
In the office there’s a guy named Melvin, He pretends that I am Murphy Brown, He’ll say are you ready, I’ll say no man, Let’s wait until the wife is out of town.
Later on, If you wanna, We can dress, Like Madonna. Put on some eyeshade, And join the parade, Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.
Fuck a duck, a female duck
Screw a baby kangaroo
Fingerbang an orangutang
Let an elephant do you
Feel the penis of an eel
Whack the asshole of a yak
Masturbate with a gnu
And that brings us back to
Down down down down down…
Ohhh, there was no beer out there
Ohhh oh, you’re a shitty hare
Take some flour, and use it on trail
Ohhh oh, you’re a shitty hare
You’re a shitty hare!
Yankee Doodle went to town
Riding on a chicken
Stuck his finger up its butt
And called it finger lickin’
You seem to be forgetful
Remind you, maybe this will
So drink your beer, get out of here
And bring your fucking whistle
I am a Hash
I am a Hash House
I am a Hash House H-A-R-R-I-E-R
There’s S-H-I-G-G-Y
In my H-E-A-R-T
I’ll drink B-E-E-R till the day I die!
God bless my underpants
Brand that I like
Stand inside them
And ride them
Between my buns when I run or I bike
From the waistband
To the leg holes
To the fly flap
Covered in piss
God bless my underpants
They look like this
If I had the wings of an eagle,
If I had the eyes of a crow,
I’d fly above all God’s creations,
And shit on the hashers below.
Shit on, shit on,
Shit on the hashers below, below
Shit on, shit on,
Shit on the hashers below!
A – maz – ing beer,
A taste profound,
A whole keg just for thee!
The pack is lost,
But home you’ve found,
The beer check you can see