1 Beer 2 Many by Diana

I'm at the bar, I think ill drink just one beer that i cant beat.

Look who's here the man i hate. Every time I speak of him, my stomach aches.

Now my face is red, I'm about to explode. I want to hit him on the head, with what ever is close.

But I'm sound asleep like a little baby for it took just one beer to knock me out cold.