Dry Heaves

I was drinking beer, then i was drinking jager

I know i shouldn't mix the two, i always pay later

But that's just beside the point, what is done is done

Now i'm hurting real bad and i've got the runs

I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves

I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves

I was talking to you then i was on the ground

When i shut my eyes, everything spun around

When i'm so ****** up, i forget where i am

I feel so bad, i puked in your van

Gut-wrenching spasms that just won't stop

Trying to squeeze out just one last drop

My gut tied in knots, nothing left inside

Thank you so much for giving me a ride

I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves

I hate the dry heaves, i hate dry heaves

[lyrics: brecht]