cheers

LYRICS AS AIRED

Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got

Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.

Wouldn’t you like to get away?

Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name,

And they’re always glad you came.

You wanna be where you can see, our troubles are all the same

You wanna be where everybody knows your name.

You wanna go where people know, people are all the same,

You wanna go where everybody knows your name.

COMPLETE LYRICS

Singing the blues when the home teams lose it's a crisis in your life
On the run 'cause all your girlfriends wanna be your wife
Wouldn't you like to get away?

Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those nights when you've got no lights, the check is in the mail;
And your little angel hung the cat up by it's tail;
And your third fiancé didn't show;

Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see, our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Climbing the walls when no one calls; you've lost at love again.
And the more you're down and out, the more you need a friend.
When you long to hear a kind hello.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead; the morning's looking bright;
And your shrink ran off to Europe, and didn't even write;
And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know, people are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

OUTRO
Where everybody knows your name, and they're always glad you came;
Where everybody knows your name, and they're always glad you came

Normisms:

What's shaking, Norm? - All four cheeks & a couple of chins.

What's new, Normie? - Terrorists, Sam. They've taken over my stomach & they're demanding beer.

What'd you like, Normie? - A reason to live. Give me another beer.

What'll you have, Normie? - Well, I'm in a gambling mood Sammy. I'll take a glass of whatever comes out of the tap.

- Looks like beer, Norm. - Call me Mister Lucky.

Hey Norm, how's the world been treating you? - Like a baby treats a diaper.

What's the story, Mr. Peterson? - The Bobsey Twins go to the brewery. Let's cut to the happy ending.

What's going on, Mr. Peterson? - A flashing sign in my gut that says, 'Insert beer here.'

Whatcha up to, Norm? - My ideal weight if I were eleven feet tall.

How's it going, Mr. Peterson? - Poor. - I'm sorry to hear that. - No, I mean pour.

Women - can't live with ‘em . . . pass the beer nuts.

What's going down, Normie? - My butt cheeks on that bar stool.

Pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson? - Alright, but stop me at one . . . make that one-thirty.

How's it going, Mr. Peterson? - It's a dog eat dog world, Woody & I'm wearing Milk Bone underwear.

What's the story, Norm? - Boy meets beer. Boy drinks beer. Boy meets another beer.

Can I pour you a beer, Mr. Peterson? - A little early, isn't it, Woody? - For a beer? - No, for stupid questions.

Hey Norm, how's life in the fast lane? - Don't know, can't find the on-ramp.

Can I draw you a beer, Mr. Peterson? -No, Woody, I know what one looks like - just pour me one.

Hey Mr. Peterson. How are things? - Never been better, Woody, but just once I wish they'd get better.

Whatcha know, Norm? - I know how to sit. I know how to drink. Wanna quiz me?

How's life treatin' you Mr. Peterson? - Like he caught me in bed with his wife Woody. How ‘bout a beer?

While it's raining outside Still pouring, Norm? - Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing.

What's up, Norm? - My nipples, it's freezing out!

Thanks to Jonathan for some of these.