Takin' shots in here, you want one? Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Cheers to the freakin' weekend I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Oh, let the Jameson sink in I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Don't let the bastards get you down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Everybody put ya glasses up, and I drink to that Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Life's too short to be sittin' 'round miserable People gon' talk whether you doing bad or good, yeah Got a drink on my mind and my mind on my money, yeah Looking so bomb, gonna find me a honey Got my Ray Bans on and I'm feelin' hella cool tonight, yeah Everybody's vibin' so don't nobody start a fight, yeah Cheers to the freakin' weekend I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Oh, let the Jameson sink in I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Don't let the bastards get you down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Everybody put ya glasses up, and I drink to that Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah 'Bout to hop on the bar, put it all on my card tonight, yeah Might be mad in the morning but you know we goin' hard tonight (Wooo...) It's getting Coyote ugly up in here, no Tyra (Hey...) It's only up from here, no downward spiral Got my Ray Bans on and I'm feelin' hella cool tonight, yeah Everybody's vibin' so don't nobody start a fight, yeah... Cheers to the freakin' weekend I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Oh, let the Jameson sink in I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Don't let the bastards get you down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Everybody put ya glasses up, and I drink to that Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Cheers to the freakin' weekend I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Oh, let the Jameson sink in I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Don't let the bastards get you down Turn it around with another round There's a party at the bar Everybody put ya glasses up, and I drink to that Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (And I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah (I drink to that) Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah

Don't look now, oh, the parkin' lots full Gonna ride that cow with a Dallas bull Everybody in the ATL is comin' DJ's got those speakers thumpin' Got a black Ford not a white Mercedes Walkin' in the front door checkin' out the ladies My buddy says, "Hey, boys I'm buyin'" The hottest girl in here's givin' me the eye and Everybody knows, it's gonna be one of those I can drink to that all night That's the stuff I like That's the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high 'Bout to tie one on talkin' gone, gone, gone Turnin' all the wrongs into right I can drink to that all night Workin' on the sweet thing, sittin' on a bar stool Doin' shots of Jack, girl, gonna take it old school Singin' hell yeah to every song they're playin' Do you wanna dance? Baby, I'm just sayin' Everybody knows, it's gonna be one of those I can drink to that all night That's the stuff I like That's the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high 'Bout to tie one on talkin' gone, gone, gone Turnin' all the wrongs into right I can drink to that all night (yeah) I can drink to that all night That all night Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough Everybody knows (verybody knows), it's gonna be one of those (one of those) I can drink to that all night That's the stuff I like That's the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high I can drink to that all night That's the stuff I like (I like) That's the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high 'Bout to tie one on talkin' gone, gone, gone Turnin' all the wrongs into right (feels right) I can drink to that all night (yeah) I can drink to that all night (oh, oh,oh) I can drink to that all night I can drink to that all night (I can drink, yeah) Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough Take your cup, fill it up You can't raise it high enough

Been curious, yeah I've dabbled Fascination struck, yeah I'm game Toxicology spells trouble Concoctions galore, want a taste? Hand me the herbs, I'll get brewing Drink it all in, it's alright Corrosive shots will be your ruin I get high on blight as I watch you die Tortured demise Cursed lullaby I'll share your pain But I'll walk away I'll bounce right back I'll drink to that, let's raise a glass To sweet alchemy, to drunk chemistry I'll drink to that, never thought I'd have Venom in my veins and a lust for pain I'll drink to deadly elixir highs And to potions so vile I love a daze, the bitter taste Jade fuels my blood, my noxious heart So I'll drink to that Fair fights be damned, yeah I'm vicious Dust off the sand, pass the torch I'm half alive, but death is delicious Unspeakably foul to the core

Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions They just come here to wind it down They're the type that'll wait for the right one They don't care how long it takes to find one There ain't many like them left around You get them go talks on them barstools, get em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make a quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' They ride in without direction Know who they are, no second guessin' And now you've got 'em all thinkin' twice Over the music, you can hear 'em whisper "I don't know who she is, but I gotta get her" Whatever you're doin' you're doin it right You get them go talks on them barstools, get 'em tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why, yeah They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl you get them cowboys talkin' Over a beer and under a Stetson They don't say much and they don't ask questions You get go talks on them barstools, get em' tryin' To get your name, get you a drink Start askin' why They ain't ever seen you in here before You make the quiet type not quiet no more And sure as Sunday, soon as you walk in Girl, you get them cowboys talkin'