Lyrics

Last call for alcohol I'm finally through with you It's too late to go home early And the crowd is thin and fast I swear to God the next drink I take It's gonna be my last I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired Still not over you I've gotta find me a better chaser To chase away these blues Last call for alcohol I'm finally through with you My hung head tung bed good for nothing A little (?) might saw through Tryna drink you out of my mind Was more than I could do Last call for alcohol I'm finally through with you They say I can keep on drinking I just can't do it here But I drunk myself from sober To a-crying in my bed Is it a lover or a liver I really need the most? I'm tired of thinking with the wrong head This will be my final toast Last call for alcohol I'm finally through with you My hung head tung bed good for nothing A little (?) might saw through Tryna drink you out of my mind Was more than I could do Last call for alcohol I'm finally through with you