See I got drunk last night like the two nights before;
I smiled and sang with my band but my soul was sore.
Now it's raining outside and inside my heart,
my memory's fried, body falling apart
But I still wanna an intoxvacation
till there's nobody home at the station;
But I been hooked too many times on that line,
it's gotta be different this time.
See I got a beautiful son by the name of Bo,
'd like to hang around a while and watch him grow.
But when it's cold and lonely and I see that neon light,
I try to walk by but it's an awful fierce fight.
cause I want an intoxvacation
till there's nobody home at the station,
but I've worked too long in that mine
it's gotta be different this time
Then someday's I'm happy under sunny rays,
and I think it'd be fun to stroll into the bar
brag about things I done in my glory days
and just take an intoxvacation
till I feel nothin but stumbling elation
but come morning I won't feel so fine
let's go get some coffee this time
