Little Of The Drunk Me

If you buy me one more round, well darlin’ buckle down

You’re ‘bout to meet the side of me I don’t let out

A little Jack, a little Coke, this good ol’ boy you know

Gets a little wild when the whiskey flows

And when that beat drops and the banjo plays

The night becomes a blur of neon haze

I’ll let my guard down, so just stick around

For a little of the drunk me

‘Cause sometimes the drunk me talks a little too loud

Gettin’ dance floor tipsy with a redneck crowd

Two left feet, I’ll give you a twirl

Your smile’s telling me you’re my kinda girl

And when the band plays a little “Sweet Home”

It’s a front-row seat to a country sideshow

If you keep buying doubles you’re gonna see

A little of the drunk me

When that whiskey high starts comin’ around

You’re gonna see my walls come tumbling down

I might open up a little more than I should

But that’s the kinda trouble that feels so good

‘Cause sometimes the drunk me talks a little too loud

Gettin’ dance floor tipsy with a redneck crowd

Two left feet, I’ll give you a twirl

Your smile’s telling me you’re my kinda girl

And when the band plays a little “Sweet Home”

It’s a front-row seat to a country sideshow

If you keep buying doubles you’re gonna see

A little of the drunk me

I can spin you around this small town bar

Make you laugh and go too far

The way you move is getting me gone

So you better hold on….

‘Cause sometimes the drunk me talks a little too loud

Gettin’ dance floor tipsy, with a redneck crowd

Two left feet, but I’ll give you a twirl

Your smile’s telling me you’re my kinda girl

And when the band plays a little “Sweet Home”

It’s a front-row seat to a country sideshow

If you keep buying doubles you’re gonna see

If you keep buying doubles you’re gonna see

A little of the drunk me

A little of the drunk me

A little of the drunk me

Your smile’s telling me you’re my kinda girl