some nights he 'd be joined on stage by a small gaunt-faced fellow with dark hair and blue eyes , playing a japanese imitation telecaster and doing a song called `` six-pack mama ; '' the lyrics going something like this : many men try an ' many men die an ' many men make more money many men sampled her bea-u-ty an ' many men tasted her honey an ' it 's a mighty bad feelin ' to need soberin ' up when ya know ya hav n't been drinkin ' but i guess th ' best way to git over that would be to fergit about thinkin ' so tonite i 'm a'buyin ' me ten six-packs git plastered soused 'n stinky an ' come t'morrow mornin ' i 'll throw out her mem'ry with th ' empties well i shoulda ' known better than to fall fer a girl in a empty room cos after she swept me off a ' my feet she flew away on th ' broom an ' if i had any vengeance left in me i could show her a thing or two but t'morrow i 'll be older t'morrow i 'll be sober an ' t'morrow i 'll be over you so tonite i 'm a'buyin ' me ten six-packs a pretzel 'n some twinkies an ' come t'morrow mornin ' i 'll throw out yer mem'ry with th ' empties ... yeah , come t'morrow mornin ' i 'll throw out her mem'ry with th ' empties rumor has it the song was about closing the door on a relationship gone sour , but that 's never been proven .