Well i’m an eight-ball shootin’ Double-fisted drinking, son of a gun I wear my jeans a little tight Just to watch the little boys come undone I’m here for the beer and the ball-busting band Gonna get a little crazy, just because i can [chorus] You know i’m here for the party And i ain’t..
At the life of the party baby since you said goodbye Just ask old joe he knows i’m here every night And that good ol’ boy in the mirror lookin’ round for you It ain’t me and thats the honky tonk truth (chours) Thats the honky tonk truth cross my broken heart I’ll put right..
That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain’t my shade of pink And i can tell by the smell of that perfume It’s like forty dollars too cheap And there’s a little wine stain on the pocket of your white cotton thread Well, you drink beer and whiskey, boy, and you know i don’t drink..
I filled up two shopping carts late last night The one was full of fishing gear, the other miller lite The checkout-lady laughed and said ‘you think you got enough’ And i said ‘yeah, you’re probably right’, and filled another two carts up Gonna catch all the fish Gonna drink all the beer Gonna anchor..
If you’ve got the money i’ve got the time We’ll go honky tonkin’ and we’ll have a time We’ll make all the night spots, dance, drink beer and wine If you’ve got the money, honey, i’ve got the time. — instrumental — There ain’t no use to tarry so let’s start out tonight We’ll spread..
You Can Buy You A Brand New Truck Chrome It All Out, Jack It Way Up You Can Build You A House Way High On A Hill With A Pool And A Pond And A View To Kill You Can Make All The Money In Sight But You Ain’t Livin’ A Good Life. ‘Til You..