Ooohhh-wheee, look at me Looking for some sympathy Its the same old story - - of a man and his search for glory And he found it, there underneath the bottle Things are never good, things go from bad to weird Hey gimme another scotch with my beer Im sad to say - - I feel the same today as I always do Gimme a drink to relax me Ooohhh-wheee, liquor set free I cant do no work, the shakes inside me Ahhh, shucks I got the lousiest luck, Im sick of this Underneath the bottle Seven days make a week, on two of them I sleep I cant remember what the heck I was doing I got bruise on my leg - - from I cant remember when I fell down some stairs, I was lyin underneath the bottle Ooohhh0wheee, son of a b. You get so down, you cant get any lower So long world, you play too rough And its getting me all mixed up I lost my pride and its hiddin there underneath the bottle