Whiskey For Dinner Songtext
von Johnny Mainstream
Whiskey For Dinner Songtext
What you got for me, Juliet?
Some shit on cable TV and a decent night′s rest
In my boat, staring at the low moon
And dancing shoes tapping on the roof
While stars smoke cigarettes, smoke cigarettes
How you holding up, Romeo?
You say you lost your true love
But some men never know
When they caught you trying on those girl shoes
In your parents' room
It′s not that hard to find you
You got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
I'm drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
Now Chino′s got poison boot
He left his gun at home, so I guess he′ll have to do
Emery's mad, heard all from her dad on secret track
If no one likes you anyway, then what you got to lose?
Got to lose
Where you going, Miss Milky Way?
I don′t know why you want me, but you won't hear me complain
It′s a spit down, down the road from our town liquor house
Where I can say these stupid things and not have to explain
I won't explain
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
I won't be around forever
For you to change your mind
I won′t be around
What′s the problem now, Juliet?
You'll be fine tomorrow if you could just get some rest
Just sleep it off, honey
You can find a new love on your own
I liked you pretty good
But those city girls were the best
They were the best
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
Some shit on cable TV and a decent night′s rest
In my boat, staring at the low moon
And dancing shoes tapping on the roof
While stars smoke cigarettes, smoke cigarettes
How you holding up, Romeo?
You say you lost your true love
But some men never know
When they caught you trying on those girl shoes
In your parents' room
It′s not that hard to find you
You got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
I'm drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
Now Chino′s got poison boot
He left his gun at home, so I guess he′ll have to do
Emery's mad, heard all from her dad on secret track
If no one likes you anyway, then what you got to lose?
Got to lose
Where you going, Miss Milky Way?
I don′t know why you want me, but you won't hear me complain
It′s a spit down, down the road from our town liquor house
Where I can say these stupid things and not have to explain
I won't explain
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
I won't be around forever
For you to change your mind
I won′t be around
What′s the problem now, Juliet?
You'll be fine tomorrow if you could just get some rest
Just sleep it off, honey
You can find a new love on your own
I liked you pretty good
But those city girls were the best
They were the best
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
I′m drinking whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
I'll love you forever or whatever comes first
Whiskey for dinner, beer for dessert
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
You think you got it bad, well, I know I got it worse
Writer(s): Brendan Donnelly, Dan Garaffa, Laura Conover, Matthew Maynes, Michael James Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

