Pour Me

Pour me, pour me, pour me
 Pour me another shot of whiskey
 Bartender, hit me one more time
 He left, I cried
 I'm lost inside, won't ya help me?
 Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
 Listen up now
 Well, I don't wanna listen to the old jukebox
 So don't you put no quarters in the slot
 I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance
 I dang sure ain't lookin' for romance
 I don't wanna hang out with the crowd
 I don't wanna party and get real loud
 Believe me when I tell ya that I've thought this through
 There's only one thing that I want you to do
 Pour me, pour me, pour me
 Pour me another shot of whiskey
 Bartender, hit me one more time
 He left, I cried
 I'm lost inside, won't ya help me?
 Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
 Oh, take it, boys
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 Oh, let's go
 Well, he said, "Here's my story, it's sad but it's true"
 There's so many things that I never knew
 He loved to party and he loved to dance
 He loved to get loud every time he had the chance
 I always thought he was a simple-minded Okie
 Little did I know, he was the king of karaoke
 He was everything that a man should be
 Problem was that he wasn't with me
 Pour me, pour me, pour me
 Pour me another shot of whiskey
 Bartender, hit me one more time
 He left, I cried
 I'm lost inside, won't ya help me?
 Fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
 (Don't want you) fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
 (Mmm, one more) fill it to the top 'cause I hit rock bottom this time
 Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me