[Chorus] When I’m walkin’ from the fuc*in’ pub! Bushes in front start hidin’ up. They know I wanna p*ss in their face, So they get the f*ck outta my way, just in case. [Verse 1] Im rollin from the bar, soaked like a sponge, Sober pri*ks think I’m, some du*b grunge. One step forward, two steps back, because my wife want me d*ad, That’s how the king of dru*ks!! plays this go**amn game. [Drop] “Oh s*it!” – “OH S*IT!!” your wife is behind you!! (whaat!!.. oh! u are just being as*h*les ,f**k u ) [Chorus] When I’m walkin’ from the fu*kin’ pub! Bushes in front start hidin’ up. They know I wanna p*ss in their face, So they get the fu*k outta my way, just in case. [Verse 2] Them bushes hate me, yeah, they know That I’ll drown ‘em yellow, head to toe. Twelve beers deep and I’m full of rum, Pi*s commander, walkin’ n*mb. Watch me sway like a s*xy beast, Boogie-drunk, drunken dance!! extreme!!! [Verse 3] Train ride home, drunk outta my mind, See a hottie – third leg grow hard. Sit by her, spit my tale, She sniffs me and says, “Bro, what a hell, your breath smell like vodka a pr*el, (But still I smile, I’m in that mood oudžje. im u know hahaha alright haha) [Chorus] When I’m walkin’ from the fu*kin’ pub! Bushes in front start hidin’ up. They know I wanna p*ss in their face, So they get the f*ck outta my way, just in case. [Bridge] I’m roasted like a peanut snack, talkin to myself, don’t give me your thinking cr*p! You fine-happy clown on a power trip, ou s*it I missed my stop – get a grip! Like my wife with her interrogation flashlight glare, like sum fu**kin detective, Burnin’ my eyes from her rockin’ chair. im dead it will be bad, when i wake her grumpy head, like i can see, what she will about to said [Verse 4] I get home and sneak to bed, Try not to wake her grumpy head. Slide under blankets, proud as hell, Like 007 with a drunk-man smell. [Verse 5] Suddenly her face explodes, Verbal nukes eminem screamin’ loads: “We’re fat! You stink! You’re a piece of s*it! Your breath alone makes me fu*kin’ dizzi!” She screams I’m a loser, calls me names, but im Still drunk like a fa*in man, but still.. I’m trapped in her ugly wicked games. [Final Chorus] When I’m walkin’ from the fuc*in’ pub! Wives curse our souls with endless grudge. They know we’ll come back drunk as f**ck, So they just get the f**ck outta our way – honey i love you!!! good night!