| We were always drunken roustabouts
|
| Had our ups, downs, and near throwdowns
|
| You were the center of attention
|
| That mayor of party town
|
| But that ended forever more
|
| When your Les Paul crashed the Troubadour floor
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| You started a wayward teen
|
| Joined every late night drinking team
|
| The life of every party, first to show the last to go
|
| How that reputation grew, until everybody knew
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| As the years they move along
|
| And all your chaos carries on
|
| Remember down in Florida we had to bail you out
|
| Maybe now’s the time to choose
|
| Between serenity or booze
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| «Hey, give the guy a break, he wasn’t that bad
|
| It isn’t make or break, so give him his bottle back. |
| "
|
| Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| I swear by almighty God
|
| That I’m never drinking again
|
| I’m gonna get back my girlfriend
|
| I’m gonna get back my job
|
| I’m never drinking again
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem
|
| Tobe’s got a drinking problem |