Lyrics
She's probably stayinā at her Mama's spillin' all the drama now
Wine drinkinā off the hurtin', twistin' all my words around
This ain't my first rodeo
Hold on, here we go
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
āCause this whiskey aināt the only thing on the rocks
We've done more breakinā up again and makin' up again to count
Every single double ain't the only trouble goin' down
This drink and her love
Why donāt I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
This drink and her love
Why do I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
Ain't the only thing on the rocks
Wine drinkinā off the hurtin', twistin' all my words around
This ain't my first rodeo
Hold on, here we go
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
āCause this whiskey aināt the only thing on the rocks
We've done more breakinā up again and makin' up again to count
Every single double ain't the only trouble goin' down
This drink and her love
Why donāt I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
This drink and her love
Why do I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
Till they cut me off
Or till the doors are locked
Same ol' back again are
On a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
Ain't the only thing on the rocks