Sloppy Drunks Country Mike (Ft. Beastie Boys, Bucky Baxter & Mike D)
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Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
My Uncle he came over Christmas night and ate up all our food
That wouldn't be so bad but then he went and drank up all the booze
He went and cussed my papa, now that was downright rude
You get liquored up in my house, son, I'm gonna hafta read you the news
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
Was down at the Round-Up Bar one night, was gettin' on about two
Seen this cowboy, he was arm and arm with my old friend Betty Lou
He ordered up a round of drinks he was actin' up a fool
He was rippin' up on her dress and hittin' on her too
Nothing gets me more riled up than a cowboy actin' rude
So I grabbed him up by the scruff of the neck and yes, I read that boy the news
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
My Uncle he came over Christmas night and ate up all our food
That wouldn't be so bad but then he went and drank up all the booze
He went and cussed my papa, now that was downright rude
You get liquored up in my house, son, I'm gonna hafta read you the news
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
Was down at the Round-Up Bar one night, was gettin' on about two
Seen this cowboy, he was arm and arm with my old friend Betty Lou
He ordered up a round of drinks he was actin' up a fool
He was rippin' up on her dress and hittin' on her too
Nothing gets me more riled up than a cowboy actin' rude
So I grabbed him up by the scruff of the neck and yes, I read that boy the news
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Fall on your face and your head goes 'clunk,' things spin around throw up in your bunk
Nobody likes a sloppy drunk, stinkin' up the room like a stinky skunk
Nobody likes sloppy drunks
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