Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you
You'd get me in trouble like you always do
Drop by the house to write a song or two
Then we wind up drunk in the afternoon
And we tell a joke, light up a smoke
Laugh about how we're both so broke
And tell each other we're gonna make it someday
One verse to go, and even though
They'll never play us on the radio
Hell we ain't in it for the money anyway
Well our friends are all working and they don't understand
Creative juices flow from a 12-oz can
A pile of empties when the day is through
Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you
Well I better sober up, I've got a gig tonight
You said "Have another" and I said "Alright"
Well I missed my gig, now I guess I'm screwed
Shoulda known better with a friend like you