He was sittiní at the bar, sippiní on a regular Coke
We were drinkiní and smokiní and makiní him the butt of our jokes
We all said, ďMan, what happened to you? Why canít you just have a few?Ē
He said, ďI would if I could, but itís probably best that I donít.Ē
Chorus- Cause the more I drink, the more I drink
Yeah, Iím the worldís greatest lover and a danciní machine
I get loud, I get proud....and it gets worse
Well if I have one, Iíll have thirteen
Naw, there ainít no in-between
Cause, the more I drink, the more I drink.
A couple of cold ones, and somebody hands me a shot.
Hell, even buck-tooth and bow-legged women start lookiní hot
And pretty soon Iím bumminí cigarettes and sweet talkiní some big brunette
Yeah, once I get on a roll, ainít no telliní where Iíll stop
Humm, thatís what Iím talking about
Man, if I have one, Iíll have thirteen
And they canít get me off the kareoke machine,
The more I drink...the more I drink.
Yeah, the more I drink, the more I drink, the more I drink.
[Thanks to Annie for lyrics]
Shelton Blake Tabs