Thinking of drinking, thinking of Paul Pick up the phone and give him a call After a few, brothers of Paul All for one, one for all Out of beer, off to the store On his way he runs into a whore Three say yes, two say no All of our beer money just for a blow Brothers of Paul [Chorus] He'll drink anything a bud or a coors He'll drink anything, even if it's yours Can't be a drag, won't put up with bores Wake up in the morning with a dick full of sores Ha ha Paul you've got a dick full of sores my friend And they're not gonna go away not today [Chorus] He's always laughing so will you People staring at him don't have a clue Sybils got it bad, Pauls no better She won't go to sleep, cuz he might get her