One, three, two, four   One, three, two, four      She puts up her guard,   And she takes off her clothes.   What's behind her shirt?   Everybody knows.      Too much drinking,   Not enough thinking   Are you having fun yet?   Are you having fun yet?      Far from sober,   You're all over that guy,   That you just met while you were in the act.   Far from sober,   You're all over that guy,   That you just met      A black eye written in the script   Rights for the boy she should'nt kiss   In him she puts new love and trust   He'll never be as good as I was      To much drinking,   Not enough thinking   Are you having fun yet?   Are you having fun yet?      Far from sober   You're all over that guy,   That you just met while you were in the act.   Far from sober   You're all over that guy,   That you just met      One, three, two, four   One, three, two, four      I hope you break your neck      Far from sober,   You're all over that guy,   that you just met while you were in the act   Far from sober,   You're all over that guy,   that you just met.