Its Friday night, the bar is to thump Some sexy is fillin up my mug Big John Brandt, hes watchin the Hell buy you a drink and then pound two more
Coyotes, they are singin as dance on the bar Bells start ringin as they up the jar Local boys are rowdy and 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, life a holiday Drink Comfort till the sun comes up Lets all celebrate, call will have 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 necks 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 playing strong, everybody sing '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 whiskey
have to hop on a plane Or sail to Montego Bay Yeah, the partys right here with me and the Let the whiskey fall, come on, some noise
Lets all get away, make a holiday Drink Southern Comfort the sun comes up Lets all celebrate, last will have to wait Hey bartender let the fall
Hey (Hey bartender) Hey (Hey bartender)
We're spendin our (Hey bartender) We're chuggin down necks (Hey bartender)
Yeah, we're raise a hell, yeah (Raise hell, yeah) Yeah, 'Sweet Home ('Sweet Alabama')
And everybody's rocking and there's no call Hey bartender let the fall