
When Jimmy Buffett teamed up with Toby Keith for Too Drunk To Karaoke, you could tell right away this wasn’t meant to be taken seriously—and that’s exactly the point.
The song feels like the last call version of a beach bar conversation. It’s that moment when the music’s loud, the crowd’s loose, and someone suggests karaoke… but you already know you’ve gone one drink past your vocal limits. Instead of pushing for a big chorus or a polished performance, Jimmy and Toby lean into the humor of knowing when not to sing.
What makes it special is the chemistry. Jimmy Buffett brings that easygoing, flip-flop wisdom—life’s better when you laugh at yourself. Toby Keith answers with his familiar, bar-room honesty, the guy who’s confident enough to admit he’s in no shape to grab the mic. Together, they sound less like two stars and more like two friends sharing a joke the rest of us recognize instantly.
Underneath the humor, there’s a subtle truth: sometimes the best nights aren’t about showing off. They’re about knowing your limits, enjoying the company, and letting the moment be exactly what it is. No pressure. No spotlight. Just laughter, stories, and another round you probably didn’t need—but enjoyed anyway.
It’s the kind of song that sneaks up on you. You laugh first. Then you realize how many times you’ve lived this exact scene. And suddenly, it feels less like a novelty track and more like a snapshot of grown-up fun—imperfect, self-aware, and happy to stay off key.
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Too drunk
Too drunk
Last night at the bar it was karaoke night
Yeah, everybody down there was feeling alright
They got big margarita pitchers, two for one
Yum, yum!
They were feeling footloose and ready for some fun
When I signed up, I was ready to go
But they didn’t call my name for an hour or so
Damn if they didn’t make me wait too long
I was in no kinda shape to sing a Jon Bon’s song
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
If you keep on drinking, you’re gonna be
Too drunk to karaoke, just like me
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
Well, the place got rocking, temptation was strong
All the pretty girls kept a eggin’ me on
Well, I shoulda kept my flip flops glued to the chair
But no, I jumped right up and slicked back my hair
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
You can sing in the shower ’til you sound real good
You can terrorize the whole damn neighborhood
But when you hit that stage with that mic in your hand
You better pace yourself, son, if you wanna have fans
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke
Play it, boys
If you ask me, hell, I killed that song
When I looked around, everybody was gone
Except a couple of bouncers ’bout half my age
They grabbed the microphone and threw me off the stage
You’re too drunk to karaoke
That’s what they told me
You’re too drunk to karaoke
How can that be?
You don’t have to be good, don’t have to be refined
You just have to be a legend in your own mind
Don’t have to rehearse, or even sing on key
Just prove that theory of drunketivity
Too drunk to karaoke
Too drunk to karaoke (look at me)
You’re too drunk to karaoke (just like me)
Too drunk to karaoke (fuck that)
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
