know (to know what) What the price I pay Yeah yeah Not a remedy for a thing and I will do it again, naw Whiskey and wine Killing me shot at a time Whiskey
Once I was happy and had a good wife I had enough money to last me my life Then I met a girl and we went on a spree She taught me smokin' and drinkin
hard to pay the rent I try so hard just to make a dent Believe it or not its killing me Lets get blinded by the light Kick one back and take it out Hell bent whiskey
Your childish game is over now. Lost your power over night some how. Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be. No more love at your convenience
I'm gonna sign my name to full confession. It seems the woman I loved last night belongs to another man. They like to take you home; they like to purr
My tape recorder It must be lyin' 'Cause this I just can't believe I hear a voice that's cryin' That's not me The wheel goes round I hear a sound It
It's hot tonight Too hot for talkin' It's hot tonight I sweat tonight I sweat no sleeping It's too hot tonight Dogs are barkin' Cats are screamin' Streets
By day I'm a workin' man, layin' bricks or layin' pipe. I don't stand out in a crowd; just look like one of the guys. Little do they know, when I'm alone
Gimme lace and whiskey Mamas home remedy Double indemnity Fills me with ecstasy La-aa-ace and whiskey La-aa-ace and whiskey La-aa-ace and whiskey La-aa-ace and whiskey
If I should find myself in blackest night, and fear is stabbin' me all over, a tiny prayer cracks the dark with light, and I here sounds behind my wall
We work this band 'cause they make it rock, but we're the guys that make it roll. We move the drums and amps and junk. Road rats... we're a pack, and
Well, I rocked over Italy and I rocked over Spain. I rocked in Memphis; it was all the same till I rocked to Africa. I rolled off the ship. I seem them
When I got home from work I wanna wrap myself around you I wanna take you and squeeze you 'till the passion starts to rise. I wanna take you to heaven
cut it up in brokeland. Well laid plans one night stands and fisticuffs. (whiskey women and blackguarding) Monday morning black eyed toiling we've clearly had enough. (whiskey
ice is ringing in your whiskey glass He brings out the whiskey in me When it's later than night-time and all that's good is asleep He brings out the whiskey
But if wisdom says to let him go, then it's hell, because you just don't know, Until you've tried to love a man who's lovin' whiskey, lovin' whiskey...
of you beside my head, Oh and I drank till two till i just fell out on the floor The whiskey won the battle But your memory won the war Oh and the whiskey
(One more time..) I was born in this hotel Washing' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Trying hard not to think Lay it on to the dawn Everything