We got winners, we got losers, chain smokers and boozers. And we got yuppies, we got bikers, we got thirsty hitchhikers. And the girls next door dress up like movie stars. I love this bar. We got cowboys, we got truckers, broken hearted fools and suckers. And we got hustlers, we got fighters, early birds and all nighters. And the veterans talk about their battle scars. I love this bar. I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Just walking through the front door puts a big smile on my face. It ain't too far. Come as you are. I love this bar. I've seen short skirts, we've got high techs, blue collared boys and rednecks. We've got lovers, lots of hookers, I've even seen dancing girls and hookers. And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar. I love this bar. Yes I do. I love this bar. I like my truck. I like my girlfriend. I like to take her out to dinner. I like to move in now and then. But I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Just trolling around the dance floor puts a big smile on my face. No cover chart. Come as you are. I love this bar. I love this bar. I just love this old bar. We've got divorcees and a big bouncy man. An old jukebox and a real bad man. We've got waitresses and we've got bar flies. A dumbass and a wise guy. If you get too drunk just sleep out in your car. Reason number 672 why. I just love this bar. Play it on out boys. Beer 30 is over. Gotta take it on home. I love this bar. I love this bar. I just love it. I love this bar.