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