[Verse 1] Pop open a bottle of bubbly Heres to another god damn new year And outside, two million drunk Bostonians Are getting ready to sing Auld Lang Syne out of tune I sit there in my easy chair, looking at the clouds, orange with celebration And I wonder if youre out there [Chorus] Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy And reflects no light, in day or night And I slip on it every time [Verse 2] Pop open a third bottle of bubbly Yeah, and I take that bottle of champagne Go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window And I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne And I pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair And across my chest, and the phone rings And its my mother And she says Hi honey, hows Boston? And I stand there, all alone on New Years Eve Buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers Looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I say Oh, Im fine Mom, hows Washington? [Chorus] Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy And reflects no light, in day or night And I slip on it every time Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy And reflects no light, in day or night And I slip on it every time, time, time, time [Verse 3] So, I guess the party line is I followed you up here Well, I dont know about that Mainly because knowing about that would involve knowing about some pathetic, ridiculous, and absolutely true things about myself that Id rather not admit to right now Woke up at 3 A.M. with the radio on, that Gladys Knight and the Pips song on About how shed rather live in his world with him than live in her own world alone And I laid there, head spinning, trying to fall asleep And I thought to myself Oh, Gladys, girl, I love you but, oh! Get a life! [Chorus] Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy And reflects no light, in day or night And I slip on it every time Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy And reflects no light, in day or night And I slip on it every time Time, time, time
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