The Last Shot

Last shot sure killed me
 Pour another drink
 Let's drink to the last shot
 And the blood on the dishes in the sink
 Blood inside the coffee cup
 Blood on the table-top
 But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot
 When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot
 I shot blood at the fly on the wall
 My heart almost stopped hardly there at all
 I broke the mirror with my fall, with my
 Fall-fall-fall
 Fall-fall-fall
 Gimme a double, give yourself one too
 Gimme a short beer, one for you too
 And a toast to everything that doesn't move
 That doesn't move
 But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot
 When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot
 Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch
 I don't care what it is you've got
 I just want to know that it's my last shot
 My last shot
 I remember when I quit pretty good
 See this here, this is where I chipped my tooth
 Shot of vein in my neck and I coughed up a Quaalude
 On my last shot
 My last shot
 Here's a toast to all that's good
 And here's a toast to hate
 And here's a toast to toasting, and I'm not boasting
 When I say, I'm getting straight
 When I said I'm getting straight
 But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot
 When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
 That you knew it was your last shot