Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you You'd get me in trouble like you always do Drop by the house to write a song or two Then we wind up drunk in the afternoon And we tell a joke, light up a smoke Laugh about how we're both so broke And tell each other we're gonna make it someday One verse to go, and even though They'll never play us on the radio Hell we ain't in it for the money anyway Well our friends are all working and they don't understand Creative juices flow from a 12-oz can A pile of empties when the day is through Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you Well I better sober up, I've got a gig tonight You said "Have another" and I said "Alright" Well I missed my gig, now I guess I'm screwed Shoulda known better with a friend like you