Whiskey Mode

(I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night) I wish there was a bottle In there corner by the airplane On the slide down menu on my phone I could turn on when I tie one on It wouldn't unlock till the morning I couldn't text, I couldn't call All it would do, ten after two Is get me a last call ride home Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?" Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like Hit you up, hey what's up? Making out then making up Then waking up, then breaking up Then saying never again But here I go, digging through List of names till I find you Wish there was something my phone could do To keep me from calling you when I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night It's supposed to drown a memory Supposed to get you back on your feet Get you over what you can't let go Guess that old black label's broke Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?" Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like Hit you up, hey what's up? Making out then making up Then waking up, then breaking up Then saying never again But here I go, digging through List of names till I find you Wish there was something my phone could do To keep me from calling you when I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night It ain't my fault, it ain't my fault I wouldn't call, if I couldn't call I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been thinking I might Maybe wanna call you up, say, "Baby, what you doing tonight?" Already know you're gonna pick up, and I know what it's gonna go like Hit you up, hey what's up? Making out then making up Then waking up, then breaking up Then saying never again But here I go, digging through List of names till I find you Wish there was something my phone could do To keep me from calling you when I've been drinking all night, I've been drinking all night I've been thinking 'bout us, I've been drinking all night Nothing makes me miss you like a Jack and Coke does Wish my phone had a whiskey mode 'cause I wish there was a bottle In there corner by the airplane On the slide down menu on my phone I could turn on when I tie one on