Homebrew - Bad Bad Whiskey lyrics

[Intro] Yeah this song right here Is for all the piss head Who has a good girl But you were way too good for them And then f**ed it up Y'know? All because of that Bad, bad, bad whiskey And now she don't want to f** with me I lost my girl for forty-nine fifty All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey [Verse 1 - Tom Scott] Sitting alone in the clinic, I wonder "was she worth it?" With my head in my hands while I'm waiting for the verdict Cause I'm just a lying cheater, no-good Wild cat eater, telling lies to my Sheila, I Treat her like a diva when I love her and I need her But I really don't give a damn, like a greedy beaver Half a liter of tequila, now I'm trying to cheat a piss test All for some chick with some big breasts and sh** breath Sitting in the waiting room, hoping I can trick d**h This is what I get for listening to what my dick says Now I got the bug for a little hanky-panky Can't tell my dear, it'll k** her like Bambi's Mammy Understand me? If you got a dick, then dude To have a chick with who you're sticking to is kind of difficult Especially when you're sipping brew, worse when you're skulling it Battle with the rum, and double trouble when you funnel it, it's Bad, bad, bad whiskey And now she don't want to f** with me And I don't know why I'm feeling so itchy All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey Get the f** away from me, a**hole! [Verse 2 - Tom Scott] Baby, don't leave me, easy, please believe me! Baby, bubby, b**by, lovey-dovey, cutie, sweety, look I know I made a b**by, but there's no need to go les It wasn't me, I swear, it was that dude Pepe Lopez f** what that ho says, me and you are meant to be We're connected mentally, baby, she ain't a cent to me Plus she had a bushy p**y "What?!" But I never saw it though! Honest she just told me that, straight up you can call her phone! But I don't have her number though "Oh yeah right, sure you don't" We got drunk, I saw the ho, I fell asleep, that's all I know! My dick was in auto mode! 'f** you, I'm walking home." Ok well, before you go, just one more for the road? *slap* Alright then, just the kissy-kissy? [f** You!] Nah, you'll be back, I know you're gonna miss me Damn, what's this, why are my eyes getting misty sh**, huh, bad bad whiskey Bad, bad, bad whiskey And now she don't want to f** with me She asked me, "How'd you get all those ciggies?" All because of that bad, bad, bad whiskey