(+) Tryin - Saxons
We were rollin´ on a boys night
Staying out til daylight
Putting down a glass or two
Laughing like cheapskates
Falling down a staircase
Think of better things to do
Pour another drink man
Time to get a round in
Night has only just begun
We´re gonna paint the town red
Getting out of our heads
Nothing´s gonna stop the fun
More wine more beer
We got to make a move
To make it out of here
We couldn´t walk we couldn´t talk
We were three sheets to wind
We were hangin´ with our best mates
Getting in a right state
Drunker than a box of skunks
Flirting with the bar maid
Tryin´ to get the bill paid
Acting like a bunch of punks
I´ve had enough no more
I´m bouncing off the walls
I couldn´t find the door
I couldn´t think on the brink
We were three sheets to the wind
More wine more beer
We got to make a move
To make it out of here
We couldn´t walk we couldn´t talk
We were three sheets to wind
I must have drunk my paycheque
Feeling like a trainwreck
Never gonna drink again
I´m like a bear with sore head
Crawling out of my bed
Must have been a bit insane
Can´t move no way
Just let me lie in peace
Don´t wanna see the day
Not again too much pain
We were three sheets to the wind
Three sheets to the wind
Three sheets to the wind