Lyrics

I was drinking beer, then I was drinking Jager I know I shouldn't mix the two, I always pay later But that's just beside the point, what is done is done Now I'm hurting real bad and I've got the runs I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves I was talking to you then I was on the ground When I shut my eyes, everything spun around When I'm so fucked up, I forget where I am I feel so bad, I puked in your van Gut-wrenching spasms that just won't stop Trying to squeeze out just one last drop My gut tied in knots, nothing left inside Thank you so much for giving me a ride I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves