I drink rum and whiskey, my baby champagne and wine I drink rum and whiskey, my baby champagne and wine But when the lights are turned down low Our love is one of a kind I like meat and potatoes, she likes her, caviar I like meat and potatoes, she likes her, caviar A love like ours, is brighter than a shooting star I like my music heavy, she don't like, rock and roll I like my music heavy, she don't like, rock and roll My baby is such sweet thing, I'll never let her go I like my Chevy, she like her, foreign cars I like my Chevy, she like her, foreign cars I'll love her all over this earth, I'll even love her on mars I drink rum and whiskey, my baby champagne and wine I drink rum and whiskey, my baby champagne and wine But when the lights are turned down low I'll love her to the end of time

I know what you're thinking I know I did you wrong But I just got this feeling Baby please hold on The way we used to dance We forgot the steps We both lost our balance Now I drink to forget Whiskey and wine Killing me shot at a time You pour the liquor in the cup and then you swirl it around Cause, you don't remember if you're up or you're down (up or you're down) A temporary fix Or moment's elixir Yeah and I will say I put my hand up in the air and I won't do it again, naw (put my hand) Can't promise it because I don't pretend to 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 and wine Killing me shot at a time

The sun you know it rots my brain The way I walk is with a cane The wind it blows it takes me in And times it turns it makes me thin My life is going down the drain My wife you know she went insane My kids are messed up in the brain But when I'm high I feel no shame When my mind won't hold still When I feel the sickening chills When I feel I've had my fill And every voice I hear is shrill I calm myself with whiskey and pills I calm myself with whiskey and pills The people I know Their number's changed Their view of me is rearranged The way I see they're really strange I've got no reason to play their games, yeah They look at me with eyes a stare I look at them but I don't care I tell them all, what's fair is fair And here and there and everywhere When my mind won't hold still When I feel the sickly chills When I feel I've had my fill And every voice I hear is shrill I call upon my friends Whiskey and pills I call upon my friends Whiskey and pills Ooh, ooh, whiskey and pills When you see me I'm a-roaming around My face hits the pavement Yes I'm on the ground Turn me around, see if I'm okay Check out this smile That's on my face I never thought I was gonna die Until I stared into God's eyes He said to me "well, come on son, Better shape up boy, your days are done" Up my mind I got the chills Even though he talked with skill Of the voice I heard the shrill It was a sound I had to kill I turned around and grabbed The whiskey and pills Can't say goodbye to Whiskey and pills I call upon my friends Whiskey and pills I calm myself with Whiskey and pills

Well, she's a loner She'll never let you on the inside Yeah, he's a stoner Lost behind red eyes You're a drunk if you're leanin' on the back wall You a player if you take her after last call I wonder what you see when you look at me, yeah 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled (Uh) Prom queen's got a nine-month secret He's got a boyfriend, but he prays to Jesus It's gettin' harder to hide, so they hit the light So nobody can see 'em Nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled Well, you come into the world with a new tattoo Little red, little white, little black, little blue (Yeah) Oh, you come into the world with your own tattoo But nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled (Alright)

Pickin' up girls in a hand-me-down Ford Brown bagged bottle rolling round that floor That we fake ID'd from the corner store Had to head on back and get a little more 'Cause we're pickin' up girls in a hand-me-down Ford Nowhere bound, just to swig a little pour Yeah, catch a little buzz and a kiss up against that door Keep the party going til we get a little torn, hey, yeah Well, it's a two-tone rust bucket But cranks up every damn time On a dime Naw, it ain't much to look at But it gets me on down the line We'll have a real good time Pickin' up girls in a hand-me-down Ford It's what you do when you're small town bored Just like my daddy and his daddy before Damn, she likes to hear that thing roar, hey, yeah Well, it's a two-tone rust bucket But cranks up every damn time On a dime Naw, it ain't much to look at But it gets me on down the line We'll have a real good time Pickin' up girls in a hand-me-down Ford Just married in that four by four Made a little love then we made a little more Nine months later, County Hospital cut that chord New bumper sticker says, "Baby on board" Still pickin' up girls in a hand-me-down Ford, yeah

I got my Johnny Cash bling, boots and matching hat Well, tonight I'm turnin' it on Have my paycheck spend on booze and cigarettes Yeah, tonight I'm turnin' it on From these dress boots to that dirt road mountain That little red buzz and that neon sign, A little country band gonna rock it all night Woah... So turn it on, turn it up, Flip the switch, pull the string, baby, rip off the knob A little hillbilly redneck stompin' my feet Somethin' bad, been sick of workin' all week Give me something me and my baby can dance to Sing a little out of tune, too A Friday night, honky tonk party my ass off song Sing a long, and turn it on Aw, turn it on Tight white dress, hair in a mess Tonight she's turnin' it on That mean ol' boss done laid her off Well, tonight she's turnin' it on She's gonna shake that thing all around the room A countrified version of the Moulin Rouge Make all the boys in the band stop Oh-oh-oh So turn it on, turn it up, Flip the switch, pull the string, baby, rip off the knob A little hillbilly redneck stompin' my feet Somethin' bad, been sick of workin' all week Give me something me and my baby can dance to Sing a little out of tune, too A Friday night, honky tonk party my ass off song Sing a long, and turn it on Yeah, turn it on Whoa... Turn it on, turn it up, Flip the switch, pull the string, baby, rip off the knob A little hillbilly redneck stompin' my feet Somethin' bad, been sick of workin' all week Give me something me and my baby can dance to Sing a little out of tune, too A Friday night, honky tonk party my ass off song Sing a long, and turn it on Yeah, turn it on

Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Speed and power that's the game Young senorita won't come back again Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac See the crosses on the road side Ghost of that young girl won't come back again See the crosses on the road side Ghost of that young girl won't come back again Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Too dark, went off the cliff Young senorita won't come back again Too dark, went off the cliff Young senorita won't come back again Oh yeah Speed and power that's the game Ghost of that young girl won't come back again Speed and power that's the game Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Oh yeah Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Loss of life down in Mexico Put three stripes on a Cadillac Two drivers went off the cliff Young senorita won't come back again Two drivers went off the cliff Young senorita won't come back again Oh yeah, uh huh Yeah

Yo, get out of the bathtub Let's go Hell, I was broke as a joke, no bank account commas Hand-me-down boots, knock off Tony Lamas It was paper plate dinner, box wine, chicken ramen Smokin' that cheap Bob Marley, we be jammin' But she had a thing for my twang and my guitar pickin' She said our way of life is a good kind of livin' Money ain't shit if you ain't got love All that filthy rich don't add up to much If you ain't spending all your dollars on that hot little dime Well, you're out there wasting more than your time 'Cause money ain't shit if you ain't got a love Yeah, he got that Lamborghini but he ain't got no bikini In the shotgun seat (oh, oh) Yeah, he got that private jet, but he ain't mile-high clubbin' yet Well, buddy that ain't me, I'm in 24D Makin' out with my honey 'Cause money ain't shit if you ain't got love All that filthy rich don't add up to much If you ain't spending all your dollars on that hot little dime Well, you're out there wasting more than your time 'Cause, money ain't shit if you ain't got a love, yeah (ooh-ooh-ooh) If you ain't got a love, oh (ooh-ooh-ooh) If you ain't got a love, yeah (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) hey Money ain't shit Money ain't shit Money ain't shit Money ain't shit Well, money ain't shit if you ain't got love All that filthy rich don't add up to much If you ain't spending all your dollars on that hot little dime Well, you're out there wasting more than your time 'Cause, money ain't shit if you ain't got a love Money ain't sh I do like money though