Birthday Hangover

There's four more hours till midnight

I'm a little buzzed not gonna lie

All of my friends are in this bar

Swayin' to the sound of a steel guitar

Just trying to make a night to remember

Even if I don't remember it

If I'm gonna be another year older

Sure as hell ain't gonna be sober

Here's to a headache in the morning

A red dress stained with bourbon

I don't need no confetti or cake

Just a couple bottles of champagne

Free drinks and kissing strangers

I might regret this later

When the sun comes up the nights over

Cheers to a birthday hangover

The cover band pulls me up on stage

Got the whole crowd up and singing my name

When sixes start turnings into nines

That's my queue to say goodnight

Here's to a headache in the morning

A red dress stained with bourbon

I don't need no confetti or cake

Just a couple bottles of champagne

Free drinks and kissing strangers

I might regret this later

When the sun comes up the nights over

Cheers to a birthday hangover

Here's to a headache in the morning

A red dress stained with bourbon

I don't need no confetti or cake

Just another bottle of champagne

Free drinks and kissing strangers

I might regret this later

But here's to a headache in the morning

A red dress stained with bourbon

I don't need no confetti or cake

Just a couple bottles of champagne

Free drinks and kissing strangers

I might regret this later

When the sun comes up the nights over

Cheers to a birthday hangover

Here's to a birthday hangover

Cheers to a birthday hangover