Back on the Barstool Again
to the tune of "Back in the High Life Again"
-- Dawn

Whenever I want beer
I just ask them what's on tap
And they always pour it slowly
But I drink it in a snap
'Cause when you've got a thirst
It's so hard to just slow down
But you'd better pace yourself, dear
Or you'll start acting like a clown

I'll be back on the barstool again
All the pubs I've been banned from
Have let me in again
Yes, I'm back on the barstool again
All the games of darts I've played
And still I never win

And I'll drink and dance with one hand free
To wave the barkeep back to me
We drank so much, the next round's free
Back on the bar stool again

Well, Guinness is the best
And you'd better drink it warm
Budweiser tastes like something
Left behind by a gnat swarm
Quail Trail Pale Ale really rates
Grab a Heinie if you dare
Some people prefer Michelob
[(ahem), I'd better not go there...]

I fell off of my barstool again
They yelled that it was "closing time"
So I got up again
I fell off of that barstool again
My eyes are red, my breath could kill
The room's begun to spin

And we'll drink and dance with one hand free
To shovel more pretzels into me
Where time goes is a mystery
Back on the bar stool again

High Life, mmm High Life
Bartender, Miller High Life again!

Now I'm back on my barstool again
After that last hangover, I should never drink again
But I'm back on that barstool again
"The hair of the dog that bit you" works, but never after gin
And we'll toast our friends, this round's on me
This beer goes down so easily
And oh, we'll drink 'til we can't see
Back on the bar stool again

Mmm High Life

Back on the bar stool again
Oh, yes we're back!

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