Kipper songs always tend to adjust the tune a little bit so they aren't exactly parodies, they're variants on parodies from an alternative universe.

Anyway, here's the start of this one, from The Ballad of Sid Kipper:

As I came out this evening my missus she proclaim
"Remember how you said last week you'd never drink again?"
If she thought that I'd remember, another thought she should have thunk.
It'd Friday night, and I think I might get rolling drunk.

Rolling drunk, we will get rolling drunk.
We will get rolling, rolling, we will get rolling drunk.

But it's getting late. If noone else gives the other three verses before I get back, I'll put them in.