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