Lyrics:

Oooohh whee, look at me, looking for some sympathyIt's the same old story, of a man and his search for gloryAnd he found it, underneath the bottleThings are never good, things go from bad to weirdHey gimme another Scotch with my beerI'm sad to say, I feel the same today, as I always doGimme a drink to relax meOooohh whee, liquor set free, I can't do no workThe shake's inside meAh shucks, I got the lousiest luck, I'm sick of thisUnderneath the bottleSeven days make a week, on two of them I sleepI can't remember what the heck I was doingI got bruise on my leg from I can't remember whenI fell down some stairsI was lyin' underneath the bottleOooohh whee, son of a B.You get so down, you can't get any lowerSo long world, you play too roughAnd it's getting me all mixed upI lost my pride and it's hiddin'There, underneath the bottle