February 28, 2016

Throw that bottle of whiskey under the seat Light a cigarette so he don't smell the weed If he asks me to blow I'ma tell his punk ass to take me to jail I've been here time and time before Rocky Mountains to Midway with every whore In a twenty-five mile circumference of this damned ole town Singin' la-la-la-la, let's pull over I can't hold it, will you turn the music up? And let's play critter critter Who is sober enough to take me to Taco Bell? Last night was crazy and There ain't a dent in my truck so we're golden Lord We wanna thank you again For watchin' over us when all we do is sin Let's go to Mr. J's buy another case Pack of cigarettes and be on our way Back to the boneyard Oh, dear Lord Singin' la-la-la-la, let's pull over I can't hold it, will you turn the music up? And let's play critter critter Who is sober enough to take me to Taco Bell? Singin' la-la-la-la, let's pull over I can't hold it, will you turn the music up? And let's play critter critter Who is sober enough to take me to, to take me to La-la-la-la, let's pull over I can't hold it, will you turn the music up? And let's play critter critter Who is sober enough to take me to Taco Bell? Singin', who is sober, who is sober? Enough to take me to Taco Bell I need a taco, I'm drunk for some tacos Will somebody take me to Taco Bell?