100 Monkeys - .38 Special lyrics

Well I'm drinking by myself While everybody else Sings songs down in the park Brown paper bagging it after dark But it's a plastic bag for me Carrying my groceries A few cans of champagne Chose the high life for the rain And the door man calls my name Good old Joe sure knows my game Though he says it's the youth to blame I can't say I feel the same See I'll be nursing number one And too soon beer two is done And then it's three, four, five, six And they're all empty again And still half the flask I always forget I have Sitting in in my office with my .38 special revolver Still half the flask I always forget I have Sitting in in my office with my .38 special revolver (x3) Looking back through another empty gla** To the past when I was so small Peaking over the counter that was too tall Stealing my first sip of alcohol This could be my last slug of it all There's still half the flask I always forget I have Sitting in my office with my .38 special revolver Still half the flask I always forget I have Sitting in in my office with my .38 special revolver (x5) If the dead haunt the places Their bodies are found Chamber me one last round to see If my luck will keep If my luck will keep Oh yes chamber me One last round to see If my luck will keep this gun company Drinking by myself While everybody else Is pa**ed out in the park Or going home in police cars They sing Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)