I am a regular, I'm a f**in' punk
Sittin' at the corner table, actin' like a drunk
I am unreliable, no redeeming quality
Got no good advice, oh don't you try and talk to me
I'll piss on your toilet seat, and vomit in your sink
I cannot face reality, I'm always pickled pink
My face is red and swollen, lookin' like a sunburn
Drivin' while intoxicated, bustin' for a U-turn
Talkin' to the fat girls, flirtin' with the s*uts
Thirty pounds of Rolling Rock rollin' in my gut
I'll get so annihilated, I can't even think
I'm a f**in' loser, and always pickled pink
If ignorance is bliss, then alcohol is ecstasy
So buy another shot, for the a**hole sittin' next to me
Actin' like a brother with a total f**in' creep
Makin' plans and promises I'm never gonna keep
I can karaoke if you buy me a drink
Yes, I'm that f**in' a**hole, always pickled pink