Letras: Jeffrey Steele. Shot Glass.

Bartender, liquor, 110 proof pure grain alcohol
I said barkeep, whiskey, don't keep me waitin'
Come on, come on 'n? hit me

Gimme a C.C. water back, I need a Jim Beam or a Jack
Maybe a boilermaker with a beer chaser
Anything to get my mind offa her in a shot glass

Hey Bob, call my job, tell that foreman I ain't comin' in, I'm a quittin'
Hey dog, I said back off, that barstool by the jukebox
Is where I'm sittin'

I got an ashtray fillin' fast, I already smoked half a pack
Yeah, the more I drink the less I think
So pour it now and pour it fast in a shot glass

Yesterday's gone and so is tomorrow
But I'll be here tonight
Drownin' my sorrow in a shot glass

Gimme a C.C. water back, I need a Jim Beam or a Jack
Maybe a boilermaker with a beer chaser
Anything to get my mind offa her in a shot glass
In a shot glass

Mmm yes, bartender, liquor, 110 proof pure grain alcohol
Barkeep bring me a whiskey, don't keep me me waitin'
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on 'n? hit me