Lyrics

Long day at work Every part of my body hurt Whatcha think I'm gonna doooo? Oh, boss's screaming at me, all day and on repeat Yeah what would you doooo? That's right I'm drinking, sipping till I'm buzzing Get that good time up and running, number seven's calling me Fill it up four fingers deep Watching as the preacher's daughter makes the bar a little hotter Somebody take my keys, to let you know I'm thinking I'm drinking Yeah yeah yeah Jukebox on Everybody's singing along, it's alriiighty on Cause our only care, inside this bar is to get up, driiiink on Yeah I'm drinking, sipping till I'm buzzing Get that good time up and running number seven's calling me Fill it up four fingers deep Watching as the preacher's daughter makes the bar a little hotter Somebody take my keys to let you know what I'm thinking I'm drinking Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah To let you know I'm thinking I'm drinking Tomorrow, my head's gonna hurt and I'll probably be late for work But I sure feel gooood, riight now That's right I'm drinking, Sipping till I'm buzzing get that good Time up and running number seven's calling me Fill it up four fingers deep Watching as the preacher's daughter makes the bar go a little hotter Somebody take my keys to let you know what I'm thinking Im drinking, sipping till I'm buzzing get that Good time up and running number seven's calling me Fill it up four fingers deep Watching as the preachers daughter makes the bar a little hotter Somebody take my keys to let you know that I'm thinking yeah Yeah I'm drinking Yeah yeah yeah Yeah I'm drinking
Writer(s): Justin Ebach, Steven Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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