Lyrics
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
That's why I drink all the time,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
She wants to tell me where to go, tell me what to do,
Tell me what to eat and how loud I can chew,
She even wants to tell me what thoughts I oughta think,
It used to drive me crazy til it drove me to drink.
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
That's why I drink all the time,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
Well she's such a purty thing I think she's heaven sent,
But she's the quarrelsome kind she likes an argument,
She can scream all day, she can scream all night,
I just sit there smilin high as a kite.
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
That's why I drink all the time,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
This drinkin buddy of mine, he married a girl,
Now he thinks that she's the meanest woman in the world,
I saw her pretty picture and I said you're pokin fun,
But then the day I met her I said POUR ME ONE!
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
That's why I drink all the time,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
Well you may look down your nose at me,
Think that I'm a sorry ol SOB,
But the only way I'm givin up my drinkin glass,
Is if I can find a way to get her off my . . . . . . . back.
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
That's why I drink all the time,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
Every time when I get sober, she drives me out of my mind,
It takes a whole lotta liquor to like her,
But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine.
Writer(s): Paul Overstreet, Tom Hemby
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