Spoken:
Care for another Martini?
I could wet my whistle
Brandy, sir?
Bartender I really did it this time
Broke my parole to have a good time
When I got home it was 6 AM
The door was locked, so I kicked it in
She was trippin' on the bills
I think she was high on some pills
She threw my sh** out into the yard
Then she called me a bum and slapped me real hard
And in my drunken stupor
I did what I should've never done
Now I'm sittin' here, talkin' to you
Drunk and on the run
I'm sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her f**in' car
And crashed that piece o' sh**
And then stepped away
Ya know Mo I'll probably get ten years
So just give me beers till they get here
Yeah, I know the sun is comin' up
And y'all are probably gettin' ready for closin' up
But I'm tryin' to drown my soul
I'm tired of this life on the dirt road
And everything that I love is gone
And I'm tired of hangin' on
She got me sittin' at a bar on the inside