Hey bartender, turn the TV down And tell them fools to stop horsin' aroundI don't need to hear no jokes, you already told meI want the peace and quiet of a neon night And the only thing that could feel just rightIs the ice cold brown bottle that I'm holdin'I'm tired of her tales and her two-bit lies Tired of her same old alibisThere's only one sound that I wanna hear And that's the pop from the top of a bottle of beerGet back Jack, you better leave me alone I'm strung up tighter than an old banjoWindin' out and got my foot down on the throttle I know you're only tryin' to help somehowBut the only thing that would help me now Is trapped beneath the cap on this here bottleCause I'm tired of her tales and her two-bit lies Tired of her same old alibisThere's only one sound that I wanna hear And that's the pop from the top of a bottle of beerMy eyes are open and I finally see She's been runnin' aroundI'm burnin' up over what she's done to me So cool me down, cool me downYeah, I'm tired of her tales and her two-bit lies Tired of her same old alibisThere's only one sound that I wanna hear And that's the pop from the top of a bottle of beerI'm tired of her tales and her two-bit lies Tired of her same old alibisThere's only one sound that I wanna hear And that's the pop from the...I said the pop from the top of a bottle of beer