One last drink
Evil conduct
I keep wondering when I'm on the piss
It somehow always turns out like this
Why a mate always has to say
It's getting late, you better call it a day
It somehow always turns out like this
Why a mate always has to say
It's getting late, you better call it a day
On last drink then I'm off
Even though I've had more than enough
On last drink then I'm off
Even though I've had more than enough
It's so hard to decide
What will be the last drink for tonight?
A cider or a lager?
I fetch my coat and I'm ready to go
Then I hear somebody say hello
Another mate offers me a drink
Maybe I better pass but then I think
This time a pint of guinness
Maybe I'll have a strongbow
Oh no, a pint of carlsberg
Or should it be a fosters?
Let's have a pint of lager!
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