too drunk to karaoke
buffett, jimmy
last night at the bar it was karaoke night
everybody down there was feelin' all right
they got big margarita pitchers
they were feelin' footloose and ready for some fun
but they didn't call my name for an hour or so
damned if they didn't make me wait too long
i was in no kind of shape to sing a jon bon song. too drunk to karaoke
all the pretty girls kept a eggin' me on
i shoulda kept my flip-flops glued to the chair
i jumped right up and slicked back my hair
well you can sing and shout 'til you sound real good
you can terrorize the whole damn neighborhood
but when you hit that stage with that mic in your hand
except a couple of bouncers 'bout half my age
they grabbed the microphone and threw me off the stage
you're too drunk to karaoke
you're too drunk to karaoke
you don't have to be good
you just have to be a legend in your own mind
just prove that theory of drunkativity