It was a cryin' shame 'bout Lover's Lane, on what happen on a hot '50's night
The cops found his thing attached to her mouth because her teeth was clenched so tight
Boy Bruce was muddling in the night as he lunched all over the snow
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause i gots to get to Kokamo
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause i gotta get to Kokamo
Poppa stoppa and soda pop, they play that music every night
They wished that everything was wrong but it all seems to come out right
Boy Bruce was muddling in the night as he lunched all over his jeans
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause everybody here's so mean
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause everybody here's so mean
***Guitar Solo***
It was Northglenn, Colorado, in 1972, Spyder lit up the grasser's house 'cause they called him a dirty Jew
Any Boy Bruce was muddling in the night as he lunched all over the snow
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause i gots to get to Kokamo
It was a cryin' shame 'bout Lover's Lane, on what happen on a hot '50's night
The cops found his thing attached to her mouth because her teeth was clenched so tight
Boy Bruce was muddling in the night as he lunched all over his jeans
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause everybody here's so mean
Four sheets to the wind and never comin' back 'cause everybody here's so mean
Everybody here's so mean
Everybody here's so mean
