Too many towns, so many years
Billions of parties and all the whisky
Please forgive me if I tend to forget
But I can't remember your name

Ah your face, think I remember
Didn't I meet you last December?
In a tinkin' squat, or a parking lot
Aye it's good to see you again

We've had good times and if you'd kindly remind me
I just might remember your name
But after knocking back 10, 000 shots
All you punks look the same

Ah your face, think I remember
Didn't I meet you last December?
In a tinkin' squat, or a parking lot
Perhaps we met but maybe not