[Verse 1]
Mike "Oh-lee" O’Malley, a man of some fame
For drinkin' that whiskey and callin' out names
He'd tip back the bottle, his eyes would all gleam
Then Oh-lee would show us his acrobatic dreams
[Chorus]
Oh, that blue chair, that poor blue chair
It never did nothing, never had a prayer
When Oh-lee’s a-drinkin', there's gonna be hell
Especially when Oh-lee starts doin' the splits, well
[Verse 2]
He’d yell "I'm limber, just watch what I do!"
Then bend at the knees, turnin' red, white and blue
The fellas would holler, the gals they would stare
As Oh-lee attempted to fly through the air
[Chorus]
Oh, that blue chair, that poor blue chair
It never did nothing, never had a prayer
When Oh-lee’s a-drinkin', there's gonna be hell
Especially when Oh-lee starts doin' the splits, well
[Bridge]
The preacher he warned him, said "Son, you should stop"
But Oh-lee just winked, said "I'm goin' to the top!"
He’d swig from the bottle, a mischievous grin
Then aim for that chair, where the trouble begins
[Chorus]
Oh, that blue chair, that poor blue chair
It never did nothing, never had a prayer
When Oh-lee’s a-drinkin', there's gonna be hell
Especially when Oh-lee starts doin' the splits, well