Anders and I, we were going to go one day
out at Yaki-Da oh how drunk we were
We sat on the bus into town and drank buckets of pilsner like hell,
thank you and goodbye so we were sitting on the street
Anders ran around, begging for cigarettes from motorists,
asked the nice lady if she could think of a lie down
Yes, not that indeed, but come on a bit,
No, on that point she was clearly determined.
Once we got there there was a queue and we were close to getting a stick,
when we slipped between a little lightly in our special way
But inside we came and it was probably Anders who
had to push it out first, I'm so terribly thirsty,
we chained ourselves to a bar, ordered a tub,
of something containing alcohol,
an hour later some servant said
and stated that we got what we could bear
You must go out (go away, go away) take the situation,
you reek of booze, your clothes look like shit
Hey, your night is over (come on, come on) stir the pork,
like you have screwed up, you can't come here anymore
Anders and I don't understand what he said,
that chump who screamed, Anders thought he was Greek,
but I saw a badge shining on his chest
so I suspected that it was the voice of the orderly,
besides it was cold, but rut so it was hot,
here was something I didn't quite get together,
Anders said something wise, he must have had his smart day,
you I think we got kicked out
Of course you're right, what a bloody way,
I said, disturbed and pissed off at the man in the suit
Not a chance for me to miss a dance
with that one from Borå¥s who stood in the bar next to us,
we roll over a fence, through the back road we ,
yes, we board in the ordinary way,
but suddenly he stood there our little guard soldier
and said no, what's that I see
You're going out (get away, get away) get the hang of it,
you stink of booze, your clothes look like crap
Hello, your night is over (come on, come on) stir the pork,
you've screwed up, you can't come here any more
You're going out!

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