It”s Friday night and six o’clock
And all my friends are twistin’ off
I’m just gettin’ home and turnin’ on TV
They all wonder why I’ve changed
How many times must I explain?
It’s basic honky-tonk anatomy…
The drinkin’ bone’s connected to the party bone
The party bone’s connected to the stayin’-out-all-night bone
An’ she won’t think it’s funny and I’ll wind up all alone
And the lonely bone’s connected to the drinkin’ bone…
Ha. The ancients probably had a version of that lament.
Just different styles of booze.