| I was out drinkin' with my buddies | 
| Right after work, boots still muddy. | 
| Did a shot then we shot the breeze, | 
| Shot some pool, like we always do. | 
| Everybody buyin' everybody rounds. | 
| I didn’t wanna be rude and turn 'em down. | 
| Buzz on after 2 or 3, or maybe 3 or 4. | 
| Didn’t count no more 'cuz, | 
| I was just there to drink | 
| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness | 
| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness | 
| I was just partyin' on, | 
| Swear I wasn’t doin' nothin' wrong. | 
| Just kissed a waitress on the mouth, | 
| Then the big bad bouncer threw me out. | 
| Said he played defensive line | 
| For Mississippi back in 1999 | 
| He didn’t seem that scared of me, | 
| When I showed a few, of my karr-até moves (hi-ya) | 
| I’m not sure how far I travelled | 
| Just know I landed face first in the gravel. | 
| Got up and kicked him in the pork-n-beans | 
| Dusted off and then, I ran right back in 'cuz | 
| I was just there to drink | 
| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness | 
| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness | 
| I was just partyin' on, | 
| Climbed up on the bar to sing my song, | 
| Jumped off and surfed across the crowd, | 
| Then the big bad bouncer threw me out. | 
| I was just there to drink | 
| I was just minding my own bui-yee-i-isness | 
| Can I get a wi-I-i-I-i-itness | 
| I was just partyin' on, | 
| Swear I wasn’t doin nothin wrong. | 
| Just kissed another waitress on the mouth, | 
| Jumped off the bar, surfed across crowd, | 
| If I wadn’t busy drinkin' woulda taken him down, | 
| But the big bad bouncer threw me out. | 
| «He better be glad I was in a good mood» | 
| «Yeah I’ll let it slide this time» |