6 Pack

I been saving my money

Doing everything for you honey

Telling everybody I know you’re the one

I was living in a day dream

Postcard picturing you and me

Laying there on a beach out In the sun

But damnit it was wrong

I shoulda seen it coming

I shoulda seen the light

You left me without warning in the middle of the night

I need something stronger

To get me over you

I don’t think a 6 packs gonna do

Now I’m feeling that freedom

Throwing out my troubles I don’t need em

Got nobody telling me what to do

Now the only the only thing I’m thinkin

Is where the hell I’m gonna be drinking

When I hear my friends at the front door

And there’s a cooler full of cans on the front porch

Pour me a little bit of whiskey

Pour me a little bit of shine

Pour me a little tequila

Anything on ice