One Too Many

One Too Many

I might have had one too many late last night
I stopped at the pub for just one pint
The lads were cracking jokes, yucking it up
Sinead was pouring shots Canadian Club

I was knocking ‘em back, they went down smooth
But I might have been over served with too much booze
The official closing time was two o’clock
So we turned off all the lights to fool the cops

Someone had the smarts to lock the door
So I bought the house a round and we drank some more
It went on till four am, hardy har
I finally fell asleep on the bar

Well the landlord kicked me out, no surprise
He threw me in a cab, very wise
I finally made it home, the wife was mad
“Honey you’ve no idea the fun I had”

She was not amused, in a state of shock
I had so much booze I could not walk
I fell down fully clothed on the bed
She fried an omelet on my boiling head

I awoke this afternoon in a buzz
I could not quite recall just who I was
Was the fun I had worth the pain
That crept up from my gut into my brain

The bugs jumped off the wall on my skin
I prayed to the Lord upstairs, “I have sinned!”
If I had used my head and left at twelve
I wouldn’t have lost my wife to a motel

All that boozin’ leaves you kinda woozy
I might have been over served, yeah, all right
I stopped in at the pub for just one pint
But I might have had one too many late last night