One, three, two, four One, three, two, four She puts up her guard, And she takes off her clothes. What's behind her shirt? Everybody knows. Too much drinking, Not enough thinking Are you having fun yet? Are you having fun yet? Far from sober, You're all over that guy, That you just met while you were in the act. Far from sober, You're all over that guy, That you just met A black eye written in the script Rights for the boy she should'nt kiss In him she puts new love and trust He'll never be as good as I was To much drinking, Not enough thinking Are you having fun yet? Are you having fun yet? Far from sober You're all over that guy, That you just met while you were in the act. Far from sober You're all over that guy, That you just met One, three, two, four One, three, two, four I hope you break your neck Far from sober, You're all over that guy, that you just met while you were in the act Far from sober, You're all over that guy, that you just met.