I've got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff
I've got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff

Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didn't get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sittin' in a sleazy bar

He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
Bottle drinkin' alcohol

Got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff
Got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff

Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldn't seem to get the words out right
Right, quite right

Tell my sister I'm sinkin' slow
Now and then I powder my nose
But in the end I lost my bottle
It smashed in a casbah

Got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff
Got to give it up
I've got to give it up that stuff

Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff
Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff

I've been messin' with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldn't get enough
But I'm wakin' up and it's wearin' off
Junk don't take you far

Tell my mama I'm comin' home
In my youth I'm gettin' old
And I think it's lost control
Mama, I'm comin' home

Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff
Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff

Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff
Got to give it up
Got to give it up that stuff