Its Friday night, the bar is to thump Some sexy senorita is up my mug Big Brandt, hes watchin the floor Hell buy you a drink and hell pound two more
Coyotes, are singin as they dance on the bar Bells start ringin as they up the jar boys are rowdy and theyre startin to howl Belly are firin, man, it burns going down
Me and the band, we came to some fun And we wont playin till the last bottles done
Lets all get away, make a holiday Drink Southern till the sun comes up Lets all celebrate, last call will have to Hey bartender let the whiskey
When the clock hits 12, the are two for one Its a guaranteed time for everyone Spendin our paychecks, chuggin long necks Raise a lotta hell, yeah, a little fun
Steppin on peanuts, out nice, what? I say it but you know what I mean The bands still strong, everybody sing along 'Hotel California', 'Sweet Home
Lets all get away, make a holiday Drink Southern till the sun comes up Lets all celebrate, last call will to wait Hey bartender let the fall
Dont have to hop on a Or sail down to Bay Yeah, the partys right here me and the boys Let the whiskey fall, come on, make noise
Lets all get away, make life a Drink Southern Comfort the sun comes up all celebrate, last call will have to wait Hey bartender let the fall
Hey (Hey bartender) Hey (Hey bartender)
We're our paychecks (Hey bartender) We're chuggin down long (Hey bartender)
Yeah, we're a lotta hell, yeah (Raise hell, yeah) Yeah, 'Sweet Alabama' ('Sweet Alabama')
And everybody's rocking and there's no call Hey bartender let the fall