I Drink and Somehow Drive | final version

is it my big fault, my dear?
or is it lack of pint o'beer?
I forget to dress with fear
thus look strange and very queer

lacking something:all tunes do jar
I am on my last legs, oh yes
so I have to go the bar
or else it will go bad with mess
I will fill up till all is full
two pints o'fuel go inside
then I stop coz I am no fool
though I lack the brakes to ride