I got ketchup on my blue jeans, I just burnt my hand, Lord, it's hard to be a bachelor man. I got girls that can cook, I got girls that can clean, I got girls that can do anything in between, I gotta get ready, make everything right, 'Cause all my rowdy friends are comin' over tonight. Do you wanna dance, hey, do ya wanna party, Hey, honey, this is ole Hank ready to get the thing started. We cooked a pig in the ground, we got some beer on ice, And all my rowdy friends are coming over tonight. Now my party pad is out in the woods, It's a long, long way from here to Hollywood, But I got some natural queens out on the floor, And ole Miss Mississippi just walked through the door. I got a little whirlpool just made for ten, And you can jump out, and you can jump in. You can do anything that you wanna do, But oh, don't you step on my cowboy boots. Do you wanna dance, hey, do ya wanna party, Hey, honey, this is ole Hank ready to get the thing started. We cooked a pig in the ground, we got some beer on ice, And all my rowdy friends are coming over tonight. Do you wanna dance, hey, do ya wanna party, Hey, honey, this is ole Hank ready to get the thing started. We cooked a pig in the ground, we got some beer on ice, And all my rowdy friends are coming over tonight.

No more props on a barstool, tear in my beer Drowning my sorrows, wishing you were right here No more 80-proof bourbon to get you off my mind Ain't why I'm sitting here sipping one tonight Yeah, I'm over drinking over you I'm done with bottles or chasing the blues I still go out with the boys and knock back a few But I'm over drinking over you Yeah, I'm over drinking over you No more flipping through pictures in the corner of my phone No more dialing your number in the dark all alone If I'm out at a bar and I've tied one on I'm drunk 'cause I'm happy, not drunk 'cause you're gone I'm over drinking over you I'm done with bottles or chasing the blues I still go out with the boys and knock back a few But I'm over drinking over you Yeah, I'm over drinking over you I ain't on the wagon These wheels are still turning But I'm tired of you draggin' my heart Through the dirt and the hurt I'm over drinking over you I'm done with bottles or chasing the blues I still go out with the boys and knock back a few (And knock back a few) But I'm over drinking over you (I'm over drinking over you) Yeah, I'm over drinking over you (Over you) Over you (Over you) I'm over drinking over you I still go out with the boys and knock back a few But I'm over drinking over you

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling Of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corner you'll hear Silver bells Silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling Hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas Day Strings of street lights, even stop lights Blink of bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures Hear the snow crunch See the kids bunch This is Santa's big scene And above all the bustle you'll hear Silver bells Silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas Day Soon it will be Christmas Day

Two strangers passing on the sidewalk Barely brush each other's hand He says, I'm sorry. She says, Don't worry. And that is how it all began. A few short days and nights together, And it's like they were meant to be. Lying there with her He softly whispers, Just think what we were so recently. Strangers Strangers World's greatest lovers Last week we were strangers. Two strangers passing in the hallway Barely touch each other's heart. Now they're pretending, Two shadows blending, But they're a million miles apart. Soon she'll be packing up her suitcase. They'll be dividing all the blame. They know how they started, Now empty-hearted They don't have a clue how they became Strangers Strangers World's greatest lovers And now they are strangers. World's greatest lovers Have turned into strangers. Strangers Strangers