I'm Taking A Ride To The Liquor Store

I'm Looking For A Beer And A Little Bit More

I'm Gonna Spend All The Money She Had

On A Nude Girl In A Dirty Old Magazine

50 Cents Cheaper Than The Real Thing

Even Though It May Be A Little Bit Disgusting

Can't Call A Bitch And It Ain't Got No Drama

It's Called A New Sensation Called The Right Hand-a-rama



I Don't Know Why

I Don't Know Why

It Sure Feels Good

Most Every Time



Alright



Pamela And Her Five Sisters

Are Giving Me A Bad Case Of Nasty Blisters

A Third Degree Burn Going Straight To My Head

I Guess My Pipes Are A Little Bit Rusted

Close Encounters Of The Strangest Kind

I Got The Heebee-jeebes For The Hundredth Time

It Didn't Work Out The Way It Was Planned

All I Got Now Is A Beer In My Hand



I Don't Know Why

I Don't Know Why

It Sure Feels Good

Most Every Time



I'll Tell You Why



Alright