I drank one after work
when I got in my car
Two before I even
got to this bar
Three guaranteed
that your memory
wouldn't be hard
to find
Four in the jukebox by
that old dancefloor
Gets me five deep
and I can't blame
me anymore
Six drinks and I know
I'm no longer legal
to drive
She'll be gliding across
a dusty old bar
Spinning around
like we've done before
She's holding him close
I'll be holding that drink
Hoping that she's gonna
come back to me
Hell I know the truth
it ain't hard to find
She puts the move in move on
and the bye
in a goodbye
Thought our tab was open
guess I oughta close it
When I get to the house
you know what I'll crack open
Another six pack to put
her in the back of my mind
In them old neon lights
She'll be gliding across
a dusty old bar
Spinning around
like we've done before
She's holding him close
I'll be holding that drink
Hoping that she's gonna
look back and think
Hell I know the truth
it ain't hard to find
She puts the move in move on
and the bye
in a goodbye
When I lay down my head
on this old empty bed
And I try to drift off to sleep
She'll be gliding across
a dusty old bar
Spinning around
like we've done before
She'll be holding him close
I'll be holding that drink
Hoping that she's gonna
look back and think
Hell I know the truth
it ain't hard to find
She puts the move in move on
and the bye
in a goodbye
Hell she puts the move in move on
and the bye
in a goodbye