Tom Butt or Davis / Smith (?)

I just talked to the weatherman.
It's gonna rain on me today.
I dropped my bubblegum in the sand,
And I had to throw it away.
I got out of bed, sratched my watch and wound my head.
I'm so mixed up that I can't think.
I'm gonna build me a bar in the back of my car,
And drive myself to drink.

There's a little black cloud raining down on my head
Washin' all my dreams away.
Every stoplight I see turns red.
I guess it just ain't my day.
I might as well give up, my mind's an empty cup,
I'm a ship gettin' ready to sink.
I'm gonna put a bar in the back of my car,
And drive myself to drink.

I just talked to the weatherman.
It's gonna rain on me today.
I dropped my bubblegum in the sand,
And I had to throw it away.
I got out of bed, sratched my watch and wound my head.
I'm so mixed up that I can't think.
I'm gonna build me a bar in the back of my car,
And drive myself to drink, sha-la,
Drive myself to drink.