Last One Standing Lyrics

One tequila two tequila three tequila floor Well it's quiet tonight Nothing much to do The weather is cold And the women too So I head down the local Til the evening's through Gotta get me some of that Old home brew Well there's nothin' sweeter Than barley foam Gonna get so drunk They'll carry me home I'm hitting the bottle As hard as I can Cos the last one standing Is the saddest man The telly is on And the footie is fair But I'm so hammered That I just don't care When the weight of the world Is too much to bear Hey a half a dozen pints And it's all thin air Chorus God bless the people Who invented wine And the man who thought of beer Well he was damn, damn fine I'll party with the waitress Til she says last call - "... he's so damn pretty when he's ready to fall..." Whoo - yeah! Now the morning after A terrible night Well I'm so hungover I can't stand the light But I don't regret Getting ultra-tight A little hair of the dog And I'll feel all right Chorus (2x)