Lyrics

By Shitshaper

A hash in Guadalupe, We hit about five bars, Then we went to Elmer’s But it was pretty far.

My seatbelts they are broke, This the cops did see, They stopped me in the parking lot, Oh, man I gotta pee.

CHORUS: Seven-Nine, Seven-Nine, I am not in jail, Seven-Nine, Seven-Nine, Thank god I didn’t fail.

He came to the window, Thought he’d take a look, Smelled a little alcohol, And that was all it took.

They gave a drunk test, Which I sure did pass, Then they had me breathalyzed, So they could fry my ass.

Chorus

The limit is Eight-Ohhh, I think I am gonna cry, But when the reading came Back, it was Seven-Nine.

The cops they let me go, My course from then was clear, I’m going in that fuckin’ bar, And drink a lot BEER!

Final Chorus

Seven-Nine, Seven-Nine, I am not in jail, Seven-Nine, Seven-Nine, (slowly) ‘Cause who would pay my bail!