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