He's just a stereotype
He drinks his age in pints
He has girls every night
He doesn't really exist

He spends his weekends with a load of blokes
He forgets the punchline when he tells a joke
He wants to stay out, he don't want to go home
Till his big hurting fingers are stuck down his throat

He's just a stereotype
He drinks his age in pints
He drives home pissed at night
And he listens to this every hour

He drank his fiancee when he caught VD
The doctor said no drink for 17 weeks
He wants to go out but he has to stay home
Sit in and watch color TV on his own

He's just a stereotype
He drinks his age in pints
He drives home pissed at night
And he listens to this every hour

The tablets are finished, the cure is complete
He hasn't had a drink now for 17 weeks
17 pints, tonight is the night
It goes straight to his head, he ends up in a fight
Police chase him home through the dark rainy night
Fluorescent jam sandwich with flashing blue light
His mom's waiting up, she hopes he's alright
But he's wrapped 'round the lamp post on Saturday night

He's just a stereotype
He drinks his age in pints
He has girls every night
He dosen't really exist