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