Flying Time

Well it's flying time again here comes Ben Colder

You can see that little twinkle in my eye

Now most of you have never seen me sober

That's because it's almost always flying time

The doctor says that too much booze'll harm you

But my uncle dranked at least a fifth a day

Now don't that prove that it won't really hurt you

Cause he lived to be a ripe old twenty eight

Besides there's a lot more ole drunks than they are ole doctors

You know I would've been a lawyer but I couldn't pass a bar

Now I only drink to forget

But sometimes I forget what it is I'm tryin' to forget

Just a little nip will make the heart grow fonder

And too much brew is bound to make you go grow

Personally I like somethin' a little stronger

So give me a mart of quartinies to go