Gotta work tomorrow at eight
Pretty sure I'm gonna be late
Cause I'm in the drunk tank!
Yeah yeah! I'm in the drunk tank!

It started out so innocent
We all got dressed up and went
Out to the Mother, Jugs & Speed show
When the crowd started to dance
Well, I took off my fuckin' pants
With wine and beer and smokes, I am aglow

Everything was lookin' blurry
But you know I never worry
After all, it's just a misdemeanour
Then we got into the gin
And the room started to spin
The liquor always makes me so much meaner

Gotta work tomorrow at eight
Pretty sure I'm gonna be late
Cause I'm in the drunk tank!
Yeah yeah! I'm in the drunk tank!

The next thing that I knew
This frat boy lookin' douche
Was makin' that old creepy face at me
He was lookin' at me funny
And I didn't have bail money
Who cares?! I punched him square in his goatee

It was just a bit of fun
Til someone called 911
And the paddy wagon rolled up to the bar
I was caught, so I said fuck it
And I told the cops to suck it
They handcuffed me and stuffed me in the car

Gotta work tomorrow at eight
Pretty sure I'm gonna be late
Cause I'm in the drunk tank!
Yeah yeah! I'm in the drunk tank!

How did I end up here again?
I swear it wasn't me, it was my friends
You'd think I would learn from my mistakes
Now it's morning and I've got the fuckin' shakes

Gotta work tomorrow at eight
Pretty sure I'm gonna be late
Cause I'm in the drunk tank!
Yeah yeah! I'm in the drunk tank!

Gotta work tomorrow at eight
Pretty sure I'm gonna be late
Cause I'm in the drunk tank!
Yeah yeah! I'm in the drunk tank!
Again!
I'm in the drunk tank!
Oh fuck!
I'm in the drunnnnnnnnnk taaaaaaaaank.