Bed, Bottle, Goal

I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, I've got a bottle, got a 1-2-3-4... Bourbon, my sweet, put me to sleep I have a pillow made of down and fresh, clean sheets And tomorrow when I wake with a headache I know there's gonna be Some work to do It's the work after all, dear bourbon That keeps me coming back to you I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal Tonic and gin is on the menu again Along with all my worst jokes and a shit-eating grin And tomorrow's coming quick like a lovesick little virgin And there's work to do It's the work after, all dear tonic That I'm really looking forward to I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I need to reignite this slightly burnt-out soul So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal Hey! Bed, bottle, goal Bed, bottle, goal (Ooooh) 2x Well, this pen in my palm is keeping me calm As I penetrate pages every and all day long And the ink will keep me sane and help refrain for a bit longer All the work that's due It's these goals after all, dear bottle They keep me coming back to you I have got a, I have got a Bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal It's just a matter of time until I'm tired and old So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I've got a bed, a bottle, and a goal I need to reignite this slightly burnt-out soul So bottle be my fire... and bed be my coal And bed be my coal And bed be my coal