Where I Parked My Mind

It all starts out innocently enough;
A beer to wash my sandwich down when I break for lunch
But one or two turns into three or four
Before my jukebox song gets played I can’t find the door
I guess I really went and did it to myself this time
‘cause I can’t remember where I parked my mind
Oh I can’t recall a thing at all I might have told you
Was I being funny or did I insult you?
There’s no point in trying to deny I’m way over the line
‘cause I can’t remember where I parked my mind
When Friday comes my boss hands me my stack
I go to pick my good girl up and take her to the track
We get there just in time to hear the bugler blow his horn
And Friday isn’t Friday without Mr. Barleycorn
I guess I really went and did it to myself this time
‘cause I can’t remember where I parked my mind
Oh, I can’t remember where I parked my mind
I try to tell myself to quit time and time and time
There’s no point in trying to deny I’m way over the line
‘cause I can’t remember where I parked my mind