[Verse 1] I went to the pub with a guy named Tony, Sharp with a pen and never too phony. "Just one pint," I said with a grin, Now it’s ten past ten and we're three sheets in! [Chorus] Ohhh how did we get to eleven eleven? Weren’t we just talkin’ 'bout SQL in heaven? We started with code and we ended in this song, With Tony and Tonie the night is always long! [Verse 2] He edits my drafts, my commas, my slang, Fixes my prose with a gentle bang. But give him a pint and he talks like a bard, Quotin’ old stories in the pub's backyard! [Chorus – ALL TOGETHER NOW!] Ohhh how did we get to eleven eleven? We’re two Techie fools under digital heaven. From GitHub commits to the stout in our glass, We recorded a show then fell on our—[pause]—ass! [Bridge – call & response] Tony! – Oi! Tonie! – Ja! What’s the time? – No bloody idea! One more? – Hell yeah! Wait we still have to record... Haha! [Verse 3] The Tony & Tonie Show goes online, But in this pub, we’re truly divine. We talk CI/CD and git commits, But tonight we’re just two drunken wits. [Chorus – LOUDER NOW!] How did we get to eleven eleven? Weren’t we just sober at quarter past seven? Now we're singin’ loud and spillin’ our gin, With Tony and Tonie and two more in! [Final Chorus – arms around shoulders] Ohhh how did we get to eleven eleven? Was it four or five rounds? Or maybe seven? We came for a chat, but the night was long, So we wrote this damn barroom sing-along! [Outro – spoken over cheers] “Cheers to Tony and Tonie! May your syntax be sharp, and your glasses never empty!”
