Couldn't Help Myself3

"Please welcome Boy Blonde performing Tom Lodewyck's tune, Couldn't Help Myself!"

Well I woke up this morning

With the sunlight in my eyes

My head was pounding

And my throat was dry.

I opened up my cabinet

And much to my surprise:

There was a six-pack on the rack,

A bottle on the shelf.

My eyes grew wide, I almost died,

I couldn't help myself!

How long it was since I was buzzed,

I really couldn't tell.

At the bar or in my car,

It must've been at twelve!

Well I went down to the bank

To make a withdrawal

I found that it was empty -

I guess I spent it all!

Went to my neighbor's

And guess what I saw:

There was a six-pack on the rack,

A bottle on the shelf.

My eyes grew wide, I almost died,

I couldn't help myself!

How long it was since I was buzzed,

I really couldn't tell.

At the bar or in my car,

It must've been at twelve!

Now I woke up in jail

And wondered what I'd done.

I asked them for bail

But they wouldn't give me none.

I asked what's for dinner

And my mind must've come undone...

'Cause...

There was a six-pack on the rack,

A bottle on the shelf.

My eyes grew wide, I almost died,

I couldn't help myself!

How long it was since I was buzzed,

I really couldn't tell.

At the bar or in my car,

It must've been at twelve!

Please, Lord have mercy

For I know just what I'd do:

Stay out late playing poker

And guzzling down them brews!

I come home to Bertha,

And you know what I go though...

But...

There was a six-pack on the rack,

A bottle on the shelf.

My eyes grew wide, I almost died,

I couldn't help myself!

How long it was since I was buzzed,

I really couldn't tell.

At the bar or in my car,

It must've been at twelve!

There was a six-pack on the rack,

A bottle on the shelf.

My eyes grew wide, I almost died,

I couldn't help myself!

How long it was since I was buzzed,

I really couldn't tell.

At the bar or in my car,

It must've been at twelve!