Five beer bottles spinnin' on the floor I wake up with a girl I've never seen before I'm starin' at the ceiling tryin' to remember her name I'm sure she said it was Julie or maybe it was Jane
There were four beer bottles in the club last night And I was blinded by the bottles, blinded by the lights Can I buy you a drink and she said, "Oh, that's so, I'll have a vodka and coke,
One, two, three, four, five bottles of beer Five, six, seven, eight, nine months of fear One, two, three, four, five bottles of beer Five, six, seven, eight, nine months of fear
Three beer bottles and a taxi home We were snoggin' on the backseat She's wearin' too much make-up But I'm steamin' and lonely
Fumbling with brash drops
One, two, three, four, five bottles of beer Five, six, seven, eight, nine months of fear One, two, three, four, five bottles of beer Five, six, seven, eight, nine months of fear
Pregnancies, STDs - blame them all on the bottles Pregnancies, STDs - blame them all on the bottles
One beer bottle spinnin' on the floor As she pulls on her clothes and walks to the door I don't know what to say, I'm still lyin' in my bed So I say, "Goodbye, Julie" "My name is Jane," she said