‎friends /‎ wasted

My friends are gonna kill me, oh that's for sure

We waste no time to go get wasted, black licorice and liquor

Saturday morning, I'm dying of thirst

Aspirin, tums, hope my appetite returns

But you know it won't

Not alone, she put a drink in my hand

Not alone, she put a drink in my hand

She put a drink in my hand

damned if we do damned if we don't

let's get on the next plane to Mexico

bloody knuckles and scratchy throats

wish for warm whiskey and cheap merlot

damned if we knew damned if we know

we don't need help we need some blow

a day or two's a milestone

broken bottles makes it feel like home

My friends are gonna kill me, oh that's for sure

We waste no time to go get wasted, black licorice and liquor

Saturday morning, I'm dying of thirst

Aspirin, tums, hope my appetite returns

But you know it won't

Not alone, she put a drink in my hand

Not alone, she put a drink in my hand

She put a drink in my hand

Okay-okay-okay-okay-okay-oh

Okay-okay okay-okay-oh

But you know it won't

But you know it