[Intro – Acoustic Guitar]
Hey! Hey!
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh!
Here’s to Joyce…
And every bathroom she never made it to!
[Verse 1]
We were young, we were wild, we were out for the night,
Thai food and coffee, everything felt right.
Twenty minutes down the road, she went quiet in her seat,
Said, “I need a bathroom NOW—somewhere on Green Street!”
Pulled off in the darkness, nowhere else to go,
Left a pair of underwear where nobody would know.
Most would call it quits, turn around and head home—
But Joyce pulled up her pants and said,
“WHERE WE DRINKIN’? LET’S GO!”
[Build]
These are the nights that we’ll talk about,
The kind of stories you can’t live down.
Some memories fade, some legends grow—
And some leave their underwear beside the road!
[DROP / CHORUS]
So raise your glass for JOYCE TONIGHT!
She shit her pants but she’ll be alright!
From Green Street down to the boardwalk lights,
She keeps on living one poop at a time!
HEY! HEY!
We’ll laugh until we’re old and gray,
About all the bathrooms too far away.
You only get one life, so live it right—
And bring extra underwear EVERY NIGHT!
[Verse 2]
On the boardwalk running with that panic in her eyes,
Bathroom getting closer, but she’s running out of time.
She gave it everything, but fate had other plans—
Another little chapter in The Shitting of the Pants!
Then we’re off-road riding, Jeep bouncing through the creek,
Cora and Greyson laughing ’til they barely could speak.
Windows flying open when that familiar smell arrived,
Hit the gas and keep on laughing—
EVERYBODY SURVIVE!
[Build]
Someday we’ll miss these crazy days,
The stupid jokes, the mess we made.
Life goes fast, so hold on tight—
Even when Joyce ruins the ride!
[BIG DROP / CHORUS]
Raise your glass for JOYCE TONIGHT!
The Green Street Shitter rides again tonight!
Through every fart and every bathroom fight,
That crazy redhead keeps living life!
OH-OH-OHHH! HEY! HEY!
For every road and every friend,
For stories we’ll tell again and again.
If there’s one thing we learned from Joyce tonight—
NEVER. TRUST. A. FART.
[Final Drop]
Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
JOYCE! JOYCE! JOYCE!
Green Street!
Boardwalk!
Off-road Jeep!
She may lose her drawers—
BUT SHE NEVER MISSES A BEAT!
[Outro – Acoustic Guitar]
Someday when we’re older,
We’ll still laugh about those nights…
pause
“Joyce, why are you walking like that?”
“…Guys, pull over.”
HEY!