All of these lights are pretty damn ***.
I got my bar stool holding me up again.
Sliding down every sip to my soul.
Another drink, yeah, I'm feeling so whole.
Hey bartender, won't you pass me my drink?
I slam down that double like a one, two, three.
Soon enough I'll slur in my speech.
All I can say is pass that bottle to me.
Won't you pass that bottle to me?
Won't you pass that bottle to me?
So won't you pass that bottle to me?
Yeah!
The taste of bourbon and smoke in my mouth.
Feed me your bullshit, I'll chew it up and
spit it out.
Face down in the street tonight.
Another drink, yeah, I'm feeling all right.
Burning rubber, yeah, my boo's dancing now.
Just another night in this one-horse town.
Drink like a fish bellied up in the sea.
All I can say is pass that bottle to me!
Won't you pass that bottle to me?
Won't you pass that bottle to me?
Won't you pass that bottle to me?
Yeah!
I don't know if I'll find my way back home.
I guess I'll go get lost in the great unknown.
It's 3am and we stumble down these streets.
say that I want my kick done but I'm feeling cold.
me