Hey you been partying all night long
Better sober up before you drive back home
you might might blue light on to jail
And they can always tell by the way you smell
your in for D.U.I and your S-O-L
And there's something P.I.P. at the D.M.V.
Give you license number and your D.O.B
Through the C.O.B.
They take you down to the jail
You'll be a S.R.O.
Throw you in the holdin' cell
your in for D.U.I then your S-O-L
D.U.I ..S-O-L
You better quit before you hurt yourself
Remember what your wife and mother said
D.U.I equals D.O.A.
They were'nt ain't kiddn' either
heyyyy
I aint got time to tell you what to do
I ain't your mama with an attitude
I ain't you preacher trying to tell you that your goin to hell
Well if you gonna drive drunk your gonna go to jail
your in for D.U.I then your S-O-L
D.U.I ..S-O-L
You better quit before you hurt yourself
you'll be a spending the night in a roach motel
and it's a D.U.I then your S-O-L
I'll see you later
oohooooh
D.U.I ..S-O-L
you better quit
oooohhh
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Lyrics submitted by Edd Bean.