Legless Songtext / Lyric

I've been working all of my life

Tryin' to make a dollar last

Well in this morning my telephone rang

As I was putting out the trash



Excuse me sir are you Mr. Jones?

I said yes Ma'am I surely am

Congratulations sir you're a lottery winner

You're a rich man the rest of your life



I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get legless tonight

I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get loaded tonight






We get all dressed up and we goin' downtown

In one of them long black limousines

We celebrating with all of our friends

At the paradise ball and grill



I serve my country in Vietnam

And made my life on the line

But tonight I'm letting down I'm selecting my air

With some good champagne and wine



I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get legless tonight

I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get loaded tonight



All my taxes paid to good old Uncle Sam

I'm a no nonsense kind of guy

I'm a hardworking man I'm an honest man

But tonight I'm gonna let me go



I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get legless tonight

I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get loaded tonight



I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get legless tonight

I'm in the mood I'm in the mood to get shit faced tonight.