I went to a party
And I danced all night
I drank myself 16 beers
And started up a fight
Now, I think I’m jaded
Ooh, I’m out of luck
I'm rolling down, I’m rolling down them stairs
Too drunk to fuck
I’m too drunk, and you're too drunk
Rolling down them stairs, too drunk to fuck
You know I liked his stories
And I loved his gun
Him shooting down truck tires
Oh my god, that sounds like loads of fun
But in my room
I wished that you were dead
You bawl like the baby
In Eraserhead
'Cause I’m too drunk, and you’re too drunk
Rolling down them stairs, too drunk to fuck
[Echoism]
I’m too drunk, and you’re too drunk
Rolling down them stairs, too drunk to fuck
[spoken:]
He gave me head
It made it worse
I said, take out your retainer
And put it in your purse
'Cause I’m too drunk , and you're too drunk
I'm rolling down the stairs, too drunk to fuck
[Echoism]
I’m too drunk
And you’re too drunk
Rolling down the stairs, too drunk to fuck