CHORUS
Drink, Drink, Drink,
Drink up boys.
Drink, Drink, Drink,
Drink all night.
Drink, Drink, Drink,
Drink up boys.
Drink, Drink, Drink,
Right trough the night.

VIRSE 1
Down to the pub at a half past eight,
Meeting up with the lads, getten wasted,
Have some fun, meet some birds,
Hey maybe if were lucky, well get up their skirts.

VIRSE 2
Gimmie a bottle of bud,
Makes me feel so good,
Or how about some Bulmer’s
With a side order of hot girls.
OH YEA!!