I like partying more than eating
I’d rather leave her than leave the drinking (Ay) (Uh)
I like partying more than eating
I’d rather leave her than leave the drinking
I was never hers, she was always mine
I was her bad influence, I ruined her life
She calls again with her complaints, argues because I’m always drunk
But I’m a good guy
Now she begs me to write to her, to read her, says she doesn’t want another man
I listen and send her off
She calls again with her complaints, argues because I’m always drunk
But I’m a good guy
Now she begs me to write to her, to read her, says she doesn’t want another man
I listen and send her off
What a group
Here I go, my man!
I had to block her, just in case
Afraid she might show up wherever I am
Asking about me, what a bother
He who prays and sins breaks even
I don’t know what’s wrong with me; if I see her, I mess up
She calls again with her complaints, argues because I’m always drunk
But I’m a good guy
Now she begs me to write to her, to read her, says she doesn’t want another man
I listen and send her off
She calls again with her complaints, argues because I’m always drunk
But I’m a good guy
Now she begs me to write to her, to read her, says she doesn’t want another man
I listen and send her off
Tell me, Drummer!
Beautiful, beautiful
Whenever you want, I’ll take care of you, my queen