Whiskey is the gasoline that lights the fire that burns the bridge Ice creates the water that´s no longer runnin´ under it Stool holds the fool that pours the whiskey on his broken heart
Cigarettes create the smoke that hides the lonesome in his eyes The jukebox plays Hank, "I´m So Lonesome I Could Cry" Dance floor holds the folks trying to forget who they are That´s what happens in every little honky tonk bar
Friday night, it´s a given We´ll be L-I-V-N, livin´ We´ll dance on the bar ´til we´re sleeping it off in the car Monday morning, it´s a given We´ll be D-R-A-G-N, draggin´ And that´s what happens in every little honky tonk bar
Neon lights flashin´ bright ´til you´re almost hypnotized Red dress, short skirt, gets it on ´bout every night Comin´ and goin´, always rollin´ with the flow Bartender pourin´ drinks, Código double shots You think you´re tall and bulletproof until somebody says you´re not Step outside thinkin´ you´re gonna show ´em you are That´s what happens in every little honky tonk bar
Friday night, it´s a given We´ll be L-I-V-N, livin´ We´ll dance on the bar ´til we´re sleeping it off in the car Monday morning, it´s a given
I´ll be D-R-A-G-N, draggin´ And that´s what happens in every little honky tonk bar Yeah that´s what happens in every little honky tonk bar
Whiskey is the gasoline that lights the fire that burns the bridge